Once the camp was set, it was time to find food. Suddenly, a cold breeze of wind struck the area. Who brought a heater?
"Its getting really cold.." Taylor said, shivering. "Yeah.." agreed Layla, Matt nodded his head, and Denn gave a thumbs up. "Luckily i brought a mini heater!" said Layla. "Just a question.."
Matt said. "WHY DID YOU HAVE A MINI HEATER?"
"Dont question it." She said in a very firm voice.
"Did you guys bring the canned ravioli?" Denn said. "Im getting really hungry."
"Ya, here u go 😁😁" Matt said.
"Guys.. that cloud looks like it has an eye." Layla said. "And that bee hive wasnt dead before." Taylor responded.
"Whats with all the dead butterflies?" Matt questioned. "Dunno, but it's definitely K-R-E-P!" Denn said in a funny way.
"Lets listen to some music!" Taylor and Layla said while a song began to come on.
Everyone listened to the fire bars that is Studiopolis Zone.
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The Place Where The Butterflies Die ☠︎︎
TerrorA forest that is believed to be cursed has a group of friends, unaware that they are risking their lives. Will they survive? Or will they end up like the butterflies?
