This is my entry for Finish the Story Contest held by 
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The 56th Edition - The week's contest point person is 
The Church
The air was sticky and they’d been drinking for hours. It was late into the evening of the going away party for Ron and Jenni. They’d been good friends to Sean when he first arrived, but since then they’d grown distant. In fact, it had been awhile since Sean had hung out with anyone. He’d arrived to a room full of people he didn’t know, already well on their way to getting drunk.
“It’s so great to see you,” Jenni said, offering a hug. “Sean, oh man!”
Ron offered a handshake. “Hey man, good to see you one last time.”
“Thanks for the invite,” Sean replied. “And sorry to see you going.”
The room erupted with laughter. A man had slipped and fell on his ass and he was rolling on the ground hollering away. “I’m goanna grab a cigarette,” Sean said.
“Oh wait!” Jenni grabbed his arm. “Let me introduce you to everyone!” She proceeded to bring him through the rooms of the townhome they rented for the night’s going away party. There was a Jack and a Royal and a Jeremy and a Kim and a Karen and more and Sean soon forgot all those names anyway. He finally go outside for a cigarette, his heart racing and his anxiety peaked.
“Fucking…” he mumbled to himself. “Too many fucking people in that space.”
“I know, right?”
The voice startled him. He peaked over and saw a girl sitting with pink dyed hair. “Can
I get one of those?”
“You know Jen and Ron?” Sean asked, offering her a cigarette.
“Sure,” the girl replied. “We met a few times at church.”
“Church?” Sean asked. “I’m incredulous. I didn’t know they were Christians.”
“Oh, it’s not that kind of church.” The girl took a drag on her cigarette and the presumed air of mystery she was attempting to paint annoyed him.
“Okay,” Sean said. “Well, then, what kind of church is it?”
The door to the porch opened and the music blared from inside. Ron came outside with a group of other party goers, all drunk and cheering.
“I’m telling you,” one of the guys was saying. “That girl’s totally into me. I’m going to go for it.”
“Do it!” Ron said. “We all believe in you man. Believe in yourself!” Then, turning to Sean. “We’re going for a swim!” Ron announced. He shouted it again, and the group cheered.
Sean glanced over to the girl, whose name he still didn’t know. She was smiling.
They trekked down the dirt road from the pension then through a dirt path. The ground was rocky, volcanic in some spots in that way typical to Jeju. Drunk, most of them stumbled. They passed by a fish farm, the ponds of which were covered in nets. Then a water treatment plant with rumbling generators inside its deep warehouse.
Then they reached a secret, secluded beach. The pink haired girl stripped down, an obsidian necklace dangling from her neck, glowing in the moonlight. She descended into the water.
“It warm and wonderful!” she said. “Come on.”
The group stripped down, and Sean saw many were wearing the same pendant. He began to strip as well, as the idea of warm ocean waters in such a hot night was intoxicating. He went into the water, swimming till it was deep enough to fully submerge.
When he came back up, he heard screaming.
And it was an altogether different world. He started looking around searching for others and the pink girl. He could not remember where he was, The only memory remained in his cells and brain was limited to the pendent and the pink girl. He forget about Ron and other friends.
He was feeling thirsty but he realized no human beings anywhere. It was not the seashore that was expected to be. He could see some structure that resembles to the ghost houses. He wanted to sit somewhere and he was also feeling thirsty and he proceeded towards that house. As he reached the broken wooden door and he heard a screaming sound from the ground. He could not recognize first from where this sound is from and he heard again this time the voice sounds milder than earlier. He looked again around but could not find anyone though he was sure the sound came from a close distance. As he was wondering how he could trace the origin of the sound, suddenly he felt knodding in his foot and as he looked downwards he was surprised to see 3 round faces with the height of only half of his leg. They were smiling as if they were welcoming them.
He was aghast by seeing the size of each may standing below his feet. They were looked like grown up man but less than the size of a 2 or 3 year old. But he was astonished to see that all the men have the same pendant which the pink girl was wearing. After some time he realized they were inviting him into the house. And he followed them. As he entered and made his steps slowly to follow the tiny man looking into the interiors of the lookalike ghost palace he again wondered by seeing well lit neon bulbs spreading the illumination into the larger than wider corridor which was a mismatch to the size of the house. He also realized that near to each pillart here was one tiny man more or less in the same size of tha people which he met outside.
He scrambled to his memory to remember whether he had read about such a world anytime anywhere, but he could not. It was the Dwarf world where every man and women have only less than 2 feet height. After few minutes he reached a dias where he saw their leader (which he guessed from his special appearance) has been sitting but he has shocked to his life that the pink girl was standing near to him.
Soon the leader signaled him to sit near the special chair arranged for him. The Pink girl was all smiling and with a gratitud face, she conveyed to him that she brought him here with a purpose. Her mother is sick and the only option or the only cure for her illness is only through transfusion of cryptic blood which is available only one in a billion man in the earth and Sean was the one having the cryptic blood.
And he was taken to the inside immediately, and all the arrangements were done and the blood has been tranfused to the Pink Girl's mother. Finally he saw the Pink girl again now accompanied by her mother, with a wider smile. She tried to convey the gratitude and the smile now was much wider now.
He could not realized how many days he slept and when his senses came back to him he was standing near the Pub putting his hand over Ron's shoulders and asking Jennifer for a puff..
Warm Regards,
AngelRo
