Camilo Madrigal

Secrets

"Uhh Dolores?"

"What do you want now?"

"Is that normal?"

"Is what normal-," she gasps, basically chucking you into her room, leaving you clueless.
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Dolores slams the door behind her and says, "That's what I wanted to talk to you about."

"What about it?" You ask politely.

"Mirabel came by earlier today," she started, "She's looking for one of tio Bruno's visions."

Your eyes get wide, "And she didn't invite me?!"

"That's not the point! Oh and she already said I was her favorite older cousin sooooo."

"Traitor," you mumble, hoping Dolores couldn't hear, but you know she can anyway, "Wait but what about Antonio? And how in the world do you find a vision?" You say, forgetting all about what was in your pockets.

"I'll explain to you on the way, and I have no clue where Antonio is," she sighs, "I'm hoping that he'll be with Mirabel, if we can ever find her."

You frown. Where the heck could they be? But then you realize something.

       "Dolores, I think I have something that might help," you say rather slowly and quietly.

       "What's that?"

       You show her all of the pieces to Bruno's vision. She looks relieved, however, she says, "Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?!"

      "I guess I just forgot," you shrugged, "Wait, what about those rats?"

"Follow me," she says, signaling for you to come.

Creak. Dolores opens the door, letting you go out first, but you trip on her foot. Thud. You fall to the ground and Dolores stares down at you, smiles, and says, "Like I said, the loudest person I've ever met."

     "That's just you," you start, "It's not fair that you can hear everything."

     "Camilo, look," Dolores says, ignoring you while pointing to the rats, except this time, they had glowing, green shards of glass. They were running down the hallway, toward a picture. Realizing what was happening, you checked your pockets, Bruno's vision, they have Bruno's vision!

You show Dolores your empty pockets. She sighs, watching as the rats travel away from you guys.

"Well, I guess we have to follow them, you coming?" She asks.

"Count me in, I guess," you begin to say, "But, I'm not the biggest fan of this idea, what would they lead us to?"

"I have to tell you something."