Chapter Five: Chosen

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"What do you mean by help?" I asked. The old man hesitated for a second then answered.

"We are a Society. The Third Eye Society is our name. Our enemy group, The Silver Blood, Is going after the same thing we are." The man sighed.

"What are you going after?" I inquired.

" A prism. The Desde Prism is the name." The man replied.

" What does it do?" I asked.

"Good question. We don't yet know what it does. All we know is that we need to get it before Silver Blood does and figure out the mystery." The man said all this in one breath.

"What happens if we don't get it." I asked.

"Then we all are dead." The man stated. Everyone fell silent.

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