mary13

There was something in the distance. Jack started walking toward the object. He was walking for what felt like forever, but it had only been ten minutes. He was now in a desert, that was weird. He thought he was now walking on his third hour. He checked his watch. It only said he'd been walking for twenty-five minutes. He could have sworn it was longer. He looked in front of him. The shape was still small. "Ugh, when will this end!?" He thought out loud. He then noticed that he was very parched. "Water..." he rasped. He then finally noticed that the ground was moving, which meant he was walking in place. He quickly ran, and the ground picked up the pace too. Suddenly the ground stopped, and he went flying forward, in a run. The shape was getting bigger, he grinned in joy. "Yes! Finally!" He came to the shape, and his eyes widened in fear. "No! Not McDonald's!" he fell to his knees, and sobbed. He didn't like Mc Donald's, he once had there Big Mac, and he was sick for a week! He began to weep, not sob, weep. He turned his head, and saw beside him... Ronald Mc Donald. DY