65 - April

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I AM AT THE LOWEST OF THE LOW.

I CAN'T SWOOP DOWN ANY LOWER.

ME AND GANG IS IN A GLASS JAR EACH. PEOPLE CAN PROBABLY SEE US.

I MEAN KAREN GOT THESE FROM WHAT? THE BLACK MARKET?

AND SHE'S SELLING US OR SOMETHING?

"What do we do?" Pauline asked me from her own jar, "It's really tight in here."

"THIS IS WHY WE DON'T TRUST HUMAN!" Dorothy screamed, making her jar rattled.

"I can explode the place and we can get out," Bob suggested nonchalantly.

Up at the front, I noticed that Gael was sitting their with other people. I could send him some mind message right now, he can't send anything back but like it's good enough.

WE'RE GONNA DIE LIKE RIGHT NOW PLEEASE HELP US.

Sitting next to him, Hudson flinched. I think I sent it to the wrong person.

JUST BREAK THE JAR AND WE'LL BE FINE

"We need to break the jars," I heard Gael whispered to Hudson. "Free the ghosts."

"Gael... the ghosts aren't real," He replied.

"I mean I know you don't believe me but... we need to free them..."

"As your friend who is concern for your mental health, I think you should check yourself into a mental hospital..."

He laughed slightly, "Okay yah, that's funny."

"I wasn't joking," Hudson said.

YO SHUT UP AND HELP ME

Gael looked at me and went like 'i can't'.

"Kira can you teleport us out?" I asked, trying to turn to my right where she is stuck.

She grunted, "I can barely move in here!"

"I'M TELLING YOU I CAN EXPLODE OUR WAY OUT!" Bob screamed.

"SHUT UP BOB I'M SICK OF YOU!" Cassius and Dorothy both yelled at him.

Karen walked up the the table, gesturing at us, "These are ghosts, you can't really see them right now. But with this special light I got from the black market, it will show you them!" She pulled up a small flashlight that produce purple-violet coloured light.

I tried to move around to shake the jar and get it to crash on the floor. That way, it might break.

"What do you think blue would do?" Gael asked, leaning into Hudson.

"W-What?" He said in a concern voice.

"I mean red is violence right? What's blue?"

Hudson blinked, "Um... Ravenclaw is blue right? So... smart?" Gael nodded. Just now, I noticed he have coloured markers in his pocket.

"Yellow?"

"Happiness?"

"Ummmmmmmmm green?"

"Nature maybe? Healing? What's going on? Are you taking visual art?"

"Hell nah. You think pink represent love?"

"What- Are you high?" Hudson questioned.

"Nope, we just need to rescue the ghosts from Karen."

Out of nowhere- well no. Bob's jar exploded and the glass shattered into small bits everywhere, in a big boom.

"Woah she's so cool!" The guy on the other side of Gael said in awe. What's his name.. uh Timothy?

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