how do we get in these situations?

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Ranboos point of view 

We were about a mile away from the asylum and I decided to park there so we remained unnoticed "Alright guys were here."
"What do you mean were here we've got a whole other bloody mile" bill responded "uhhhhh yeahhh we have to walk that mile so that no one sees the car and knows were in the asylum."
"Ughh fine."

Bills pov
we all got out of the car and started walking "can I just wait in the car?"Amy asked ranboo didn't respond just gave her a sorta disappointed stare "taking that as a no". "So ran do we have a plane for how were getting in the asylum or not?". "Well we will probably have to sneak in through the woods"."but it's the middle of the night it's dangerous there's a probably a whole bunch of animals out at this time if not just some crazy person." "Well bill were not ones to talk"
I sighed knowing fully I couldn't talk him out of it and continued walking

"Guys" Freddy called out "I need to take a break." "I guess we can sit down for a minute" ranboo replied
We all sat down and took a few sips of water and I sat right next to ranboo and put my head on his shoulder and rested my eyes "you tired already?" He asked "a little bit" me and ran were just having a peaceful moment and like usual I hear Amy yell at us "Hey let's go we can't wast enymore time!"  "W-wait weren't you guys the ones that wanted to stop?"  "No! Shut up"
"Okay well damm." We were nearly there when we saw a cop car and we ran into the woods but since we were all pretty panicked we all ran in different directions and for some reason we were stupid enough to not realize we had split up my first instinct was to yell for ranboo to see if he would answer but I heard nothing back"dammit .RAN WHERE ARE YOU....great i have absolutely no idea were I am I dont know were ran is I don't know were Amy is and I dont know were Freddie is."I sat down bye a tree and put my knees to my chest and cried.....God im pathetic

Sooooo 392 words not so bad

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