The Lost Ring of Rylie Reynolds

Death For All, Treason From Isabelle

        I gasped. The lost ring of Rylie Reynolds meant...power...money...and...resurrection. I could return people from the dead like the Resurrection Stone in Harry Potter. I beckoned for all my friends to follow me (up to my bedroom) and I tore open the package. Jamie, Audrey, and Winnifred gasped in surprise.
        "Isabelle...how did you get that?" asked Winnifred eagerly.
        "It was my grandfather who stole it. I wanted to give Icy my best gift," replied Isabelle while she squirmed uncomfortably in a sort of...guilty manner?
        "Wear it, Icy, wear it!" urged Audrey.
        I slowly put the ring on, and expected to see towers of money, showers of gold, a crown, and my dead friend Asia back to life, but, no...the image blurred. The house erupted. Lava was pouring in, stinging us, except for Isabelle, who was cackling evilly. "You gotta pay back. You beat me in something? No. It will never happen again. This ring is CURSED! HAHAHAHAHA!" The mean voice echoed in my brain, and all went black.