February 6th,
We never saw this coming.
The spy pen was placed in such a way that its camera wasn't exposed so the video was very dark but their voices were audible enough. They said some very wierd words, like they were reciting a creed and then after that, they began to discuss. Our fears and doubts about Dany's betrayal against us were gone when we heard her voice. I was able to recognize it faster than the others and what she said pierced my heart deeply.
"Yes, they are all going to pay for putting my life at risk. They were the ones who hid my braclet and now, I'll haunt each and every one of them down till they're destroyed because they don't deserve to be happy!"
The silence on our end was the same on the other end as we all looked at each other in horror.
"Sentiments must not get in the way of your job. You can do whatever you want with them but just make sure you get them here by the end of this month. They're a potential threat since they know of our operations and they mustn't expose our secrets or we'll all die! "
"Yes master. You wish will be fulfilled master."
We all heard them reply their master. Uncle Hugo was present in that meeting and he said nothing in defense of us. I rubbed my forehead, trying to understand what I just heard but what I heard next made me freeze.
"Hey Hugo what's that red light coming out of your jacket?"
. . .oh no!
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Oh my!😨😨
I'm at the edge of my seat!!
What's going to happen now?
Do you think Uncle Hugo would get caught? 😳😳
( Y'all know that's the spy pen's camera light, right? )
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Sandra's Diary: The Wierd House Next Door.
SpiritualSandra Joan Timothy lives in Brookville. Soon, there was an increase in the rate of criminal activities and children were getting kidnapped faster than anyone could say 'Jack Robinson!' She soon finds out how all these connects with the wierd...