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Descriptive Essay: Code Red

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“CODE RED, CODE RED!!!” An alarm shrieked throughout Christmas Central. Flashing red and green lights pulsed throughout the whole building. Elves scattered throughout the building, shouting orders and tapping on tablets. Most of them frantically scrolled through their feed, yelling into their microphones. “Falael!” An elderly elf barked, his long pointed ears quivering, “Pull up the tracker! What is it? The last one Code Red was a decade ago!” I glanced up, shocked that he was speaking to me. “Uh,” I stammered, rapidly tapped out the commands with my long slender fingers, bringing out the livestream. “Here’s the gist,” I reported, touching my headset, “Santa is…” My eyes bugged out, and I gulped, choking down a laugh. “Uh…” I giggled, “Apparently, …show more content…

“Calm down, Pywaln,” I retorted, making a soothing motion, hiding a smile. However, as I quickly scanned the feed, and my smile slowly disappeared, “Oh no,” I muttered, looking slightly panicked, “Santa’s already behind by an hour… quick!” I switched my microphone channel, shouting, “Increase the Time Bender!! We need more time; we’re behind already!” A rush of frenzy met my words, and a few minutes later, a cool female voice announced, “The Time Bender is at maximum… but if Santa does not hurry, it still might be too late!” Pywaln pounded his fist, and muttered, “Old fool…” He glanced up, “Falael,” he snapped, “Get up and gather a crew. I’ll get someone to take over… we’re have to get Santa out immediately.” He shoved a slip of paper towards me. “Here’s the channel address for your headphone. Once you gathered a group, connect to this to hear us.” He rushed towards his own desk, and fumbled through it. He pulled out a little bottle, and growled, “This is solution that can grease things so it’ll be very slippery. This isn’t the first time Santa had this kind of mishap. This should work. Go!” I stammered, “Yes, …show more content…

Ayre was first. She had fair skin with a faint green tint, and silvery blonde hair. Her gleaming grey eyes flashed at me understandingly, and then quickly ran to assist Cohnall without a word. Khidell was handsome for an elf; he had smooth caramel skin, dark chocolate curls, and coffee-colored eyes. Today he looked grim, his eyes fixed on a tablet. Naesala was last, her forest green eyes wide with worry, but filled with anticipation too. She had creamy skin, raven black hair, and bright blue eyes. She looked determined. “So what’s the game plan?” She asked, her pointy ears pink. I quickly handed them the address for the channel. They all put on their gear, and quickly got debriefed. Ayre broke in as we buckled on our cloaks and secured our electronics. “The sleigh is ready,” she rushed, “Come on! Let’s

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