《Stuck with the British Men》Are We Being Watched?
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We been walking for I don't know how long. We managed to walk half of the park in 10 minutes so we should be fine. Our silence is scary but they're doing fine. Talking now will get unneeded attention from not only them but from our surroundings. No one is around but making too much noise can cause a problem. Hopefully one of Laff's sides won't come out during this walk. We might end up scaring the boys if they're still here.
I heard rustling coming from the trees. I'm I the only person who caught that!? I grab Laff's arm as a sign to stop walking. Before he can say anything I cover his mouth. I look in a direction so he would look. The rustling happens again. This time, it catches their attention. "What was that?" Jooice muttered soft but still audible. That caught Laff off guard. I ran towards the tree, letting go of Laff at the same time, causing him to trip.
Hiding from the British men, I let my tentacles out to get a better signal of what was happening around me. All I feel is Laff and Jooice. Wait.. there's more to that. . So many that my senses are breaking. One sense is leading upwards. I used 2 tentacles to grab whatever's up there. I jump in the tree to get a better grip on what I might grab. Got It! I tried to bring to towards me but it slid out and ran away before I could see who or what it was.
I tried to chase after it but then remembered Laff and Jooice are still here. Sigh. I don't need to go "missing" too. I hoped out of the tree and hid my tentacles. I walk over to them knowing I'm most likely going to be scolded by Laff. "MATE WHAT WOULD WE DONE IF YOU ALSO W-" Jooice stops him in his words by putting his hand on his shoulder. "I understand your anger but I'm going to have to ask you to calm down." He just sighs. He's under a bunch of stress right now, I can sense it without my tentacles.
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"Mates, we have 10 minutes to find them." Laff states. I look at my phone to see if he's right. . I LOST TRACK OF TIME AGAIN. "Well we better hur-" That's what I started to say until a shadow came from nowhere. That's how I finished my sentence. There was a weird looking shadow behind Laff. Jooice looked behind me as if something was there. I looked from the side of my eye being sure I wouldn't be jump scared. "What the frick.." I whispered to the British. "Let me guess, there another behind us." Laff asked as if this was normal. "Laff what the heck-" Me and Jooice say together. "Mates, I'm part parasite and part robot." He says in a whisper. He's wearing his mask but I can sense the smug on his face. "I can sense things better than a imposter". I wanna slap him. And so I did. He then hit me back but harder. It's always the short ones that are the feistiest. I didn't bother to hit him back. wait a minute.. The realization of what he just said stabbed me in the stomach. I look around to see if the shadows were still there. They're gone. I guess they got bored. I would have too so I can't say anything. "Anyways, back to the subject." I began to start talking again. "I think we're being watched." "Ya, no sh*t sherlock." Laff says sarcastically. "Dumb British man-" I mutter under my breath.
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