Fiction: Group 3
They were locked in a crudely made wooden“ jail”. The Chinese guards rudely pushed the
newlyweds inside and bolt locked it. Diana started to cry. Bruce patted her shoulder and said comfortingly
“ Nah, don’t cry. All will be figured out soon. It’s fine.” As Diana sobbed, she noticed that Hermione was
not with them. She asked Bruce “ Where is hermio…
As the couple were talking, the wooden “jail” tipped over. It fell into the Pearl River Delta with a
humongous SPLASH. Diana and Bruce landed in the ice-cold, muddy water of the river.
As they couldn’t open the bolt, the newlyweds were trapped inside the wooden jail. Diana and
Bruce could not breathe. They could not speak. Instead, they just held hands, their eyes tightly closed, and
awaited for death to come.
Soon, they couldn’t feel their legs.
Couldn’t feel their arms.
Couldn’t feel their…
The couple woke up suddenly in their luxury condo in Los Angeles. Diana muttered, her face
paling as she remembered the gruesome dream “ Bruce, maybe going to the Pearl River Delta isn’t such a
good thing. Maybe Hong Kong would suffice as our honeymoon destination.” Bruce nodded “ Yes, I think
Hong Kong is a better choice…”
