Chapter Twenty-Six

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Sometimes the truth is right in front of you

SKAI LADISTON

We had just gotten back from scire and had gotten over the excitement of River and I's skills by now and we back again at the lake of life, initially we decided to leave tomorrow to plan better, but then River and Emily started giving a speech about how 'The time is now' 'if we don't take the step now who will'. The one time they decide not to bicker, they settle for boring us close to death. Now we are seriously talking about our escape plan.

A map of this world that River casually had in his backpack and a map of the city that Elijah casually had were laying open in the center of us while we were examining them.

Talk about being prepared for anything.

"First of all, I think it's pretty obvious that we need scroll touches" Dexter speaks up.

A scroll touch is a digital device that opens and closes like a scroll, it is touch screen and can be used to reach people no matter where they are. He's right, we really do need them.

"We should get going, before it get's dark" Elijah says, plucking a flower from the ground

"Where exactly are we going?" River questions Elijah "It's not like we can just waltz past the Bolvera cabin mansion and use the halo"

"Well, we obviously can't use the halo, we've got to walk or we'd run right into the Bolvera's" Elijah informs us "But it's a long way into town by foot"

"How is that going to be possible?" Emily asks herself.

"We can do it!" I smile at her "It'll just take several breaks, but we can."

"No, I mean the scroll touches" Emily tells me putting her cloak in her bag. "We don't have funds if you guys haven't noticed"

We all begin to get up from the ground one by one.

"She has a point guys" I look at them "And they will be very necessary for the journey we're about to take"

"Yeah, we'll probably need a scroll touch each, in case of anything" River mutters lost in thought.

"How will we manage to get one talk less of five" Elijah looks at the ground in thought.

"We're going to steal them" Dexter stands up, finally done packing his stuff back in his bag.

We all look at him as if he has two heads

Steal?

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