The trip

Cold,no not cold. Fresh. The waves were getting closer and scarier by the minute. Through the car window she saw the waves passing the dunes, covering the road with a mantel of water.The sky was dark but calm, beautiful. She heard the waves but that was the only thing she cold hear. She felt the car slow down, they had arrive. She got out of the car and went to the truck to get the things. She and the boys,we jump the broken fence.The water cover her feet, they catch some shells that add beautiful jewelry inside. She did not notice the wave, simply felt. She had been beaten on the side. Drag until she felt the fence against her. She did not got drag after, just push. They went back to the car this time she could hear a lot of things. The sea could only be heard at a distance. No longer she could see it. They went through the forest. Looking at the trees she saw giant legs. Giant legs of a chicken jumping higher than the trees that extended for hundred of meters in direction to the sky. Maybe they could steer the car, run over the chicken. No, no need to do that.It would be so pointless.The forest started to seem full as they continue. Not full, no. The giant, abandon construction did occupied space, but that only made the forest seem even more lifeless. Giant glass and metal tunnels. Giant swing, giant only in high for the swing in itself was just a small bench. Giant trampolines with pieces of silk flowing from them. But the biggest construction, was the roller coaster. They eventually arrive. Mom stop the car. The house look like it was haunted. Haunted by the ghosts of rich witches of the 15th century.She got out the car and inside the house .