Chapter 2: The Chest

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Me: Could it be?
Cecilia: That's what it looks like.
[We run to the scene. Apparently, the sight was of a pair of two humans. Both appearing to be dead but still barely breathing. No movement came from their motionless bodies. They're eyes were slightly open]
Me: Hey! Hey! Can you hear me?
[A sudden jerk from one of their bodies]
Me: You can't talk?
[Another jerk]
Me: I think he or she is answering with their body movement
Cecilia: Then try to get some more answers.
Me: How did you get here?
[Both of the bodies suddenly fell to the ground, puss pouring out of their ears.]
Me: Ewwww!
[I couldn't resist the sudden urge to turn around and vomit, but I hadn't eaten anything for about 12 Hours. The smell of the puss was unbearable. It smelled like a mix of the world's most foul stenches.]
Me: This is disgusting!
Cecilia: Look!
[We hadn't noticed that when the corpses fell, It revealed a chest with a lock and a note.]
Me: I'm going to get that chest and we'll go.
Cecilia: That sounds perfect.
[I snatched the chest, as if it was my lifeline. It was heavier than what it appeared to be. It had straps as if it were to be carried like a backpack. We resume our trott into the unknown.]
Me: I still smell that putrid odor.
Cecilia: That's normal, it happens when you smell a substance for the first time.
Me: Let's keep what happened back there between us. Ok?
Cecilia: Sure no problem. I want to see what's in the chest though.
Me: Maybe later, It's about to turn into night and I don't want to get caught up with the chest.
Cecilia: What if there's a phone in there?
Me: Oh yea I didn't even think about that.
[ I lug the heavy thing to the ground. The rusty lock shattered as it fell. It cracked open and revealed its contents.]

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