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"Let me out" I say. The schools Headmaster steps out of the dark while holding a bronze key in his hand. *When I say move move* I hear my dad say in my mind. Oliver, the Headmaster if you haven't been listening, takes one slow step tords the cage. *MOVE* I slide to the left, not very gracefully. Will I'm on my hand and knees , I hear some one fall to the ground. "All right, it seems we are going to be hunted for a couple of week so let make the most mischief that we can" My dad says with a smile on his face. I look outside the cage and Oliver is on the ground back up. He looks like he has a playing card in his neck. My dad slips a knife out of his sleave and picks at the lock. I sit there starring at him. Wow, the Clown Prince of Crime is my foster father. He plus a radio out of his suit. "Harlly, get the truck." *Click* the lock opens. My dad runs and I follow saying and thinking nothing. A white truck come down the allyway the back opens up a and my dad with one hand grabs me and with the other grabs a handle on the back to the truck. He doesn't let me go.

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