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a net?”
    â€œA weird one. I tried to stop it.” Cash held her hands out, fingers spread. “But as soon as it touched my fingers, it shocked me. And then the rest of it drifted down. Wherever it touched my bare skin, it stuck right to me.”
    â€œWhat did you do?” asked Nacho. He was absolutely riveted by her story. But Sarah noticed that both her dad and Marco looked skeptical, like they had stopped believing what Cash was telling them. Sarah began to wonder whether this girl just liked to make up stories. True, she had ended up on the island somehow, and was stuck there like they were. But the net part of her story seemed sort of … farfetched.
    Cash became more animated, like this was her favorite part of the story. “I tried getting loose.” She thrashed her arms. “But doing that and kicking my legs only made things worse. The net began to shrink. The more I fought, the tighter it got. I tried to move my legs, but they were so close together, that I fell over. My face smashed in the ground and I got dirt in my mouth. I couldn’t do anything but lie there.”
    She paused a moment. “The net kept getting tighter, until I couldn’t breathe. And everything went black.”
    John clapped his hands together. “Okay, I think that’s enough for today. Let’s get some rest everyone.”
    Nacho said, “But she needs to tell us what happened. What if someone comes with nets to get us ?”
    Sarah saw her dad and Yvonna exchange a glance. Yvonna said, “Sweetie, I don’t think you have to worry about that.”
    Cash frowned at the adults. “You don’t believe me.”
    John and Yvonna looked at each other. She said, “It’s just late and you all need to sleep. You don’t need to stay awake and worry about things that won’t happen.”
    â€œBut they did happen!” said Cash. Her gaze darted from Sarah to Marco. “You believe me, don’t you?”
    Sarah shifted her eyes to Marco. He looked down at the ground.
    Cash stood up. “I swear, it’s true. Please, let me finish.”
    Nacho said, “I believe you.” He asked his mom, “Can’t she tell us the rest?”
    Yvonna widened her eyes at John. He said, “Okay. Five more minutes. And this time we mean it.”
    Cash sat back down. “When I came to, the net was gone. I could move my arms and legs again.”
    Marco mumbled, “How convenient.”
    Sarah shot him a glance, but Cash must not have heard him, because she was still talking. “I was on a bed in a room like the size of my bathroom back home. The lights were really bright and the walls were white. There was one tiny window up high, and I climbed on the bed but I couldn’t reach it. So I went to inspect the door.”
    Cash held out two fingers, about six inches apart. “There was a silver strip in the door about this high.” She held her arms about a foot apart. “And this wide. I pushed at it, but it didn’t even budge. And one really weird thing.”
    â€œWhat?” asked Nacho, who seemed to be the only one still buying her story.
    â€œThe door had no doorknob.”
    A chill ran up Sarah’s back. She didn’t believe what Cash was telling them, but that detail was creepy.
    Cash said, “Then the silver strip vanished. There was just an open empty slot, and a black tray slid through with two glasses of water and a silver dome with a handle. I grabbed the tray and tried to look through the slot.” She sighed. “But just like that”—she snapped her fingers—“it closed right up. Was just a silver strip again.”
    Marco looked at Sarah and rolled his eyes.
    Cash cleared her throat.
    Nacho asked, “What was on the tray?”
    â€œA bologna sandwich and carrot sticks. With ranch.” Her forehead wrinkled. “I was worried at first, that maybe there was something in it, they were