Chapter 10 (and an update)

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Okay so here is the current business with this: It's been almost a year since I've updated this book. My friends Donald, Will, Sydney, and some others as well stumbled upon this account at three in the morning and are demanding an ending. So this is the ending to a book a year in the making. You're welcome.

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 Alice's POV

     2:30 p.m. Lunchroom.  Amelia, Andy, Spencer and I are all pale as sheets, staring out the window and looking at the only window that has a view of the road leading into the camp. I get tired of waiting so I walk into the lunch line and grab some food, which isn't very good, but we should be fine with what we have. I sit down and toss some cheez-its and coconut cookies to Amelia and the boys. They look at me and start eating the food, while I nibble on my brownie. 

    Thirty long minutes passed by as we looked at each other in complete silence, no one saying a single word until we heard the sirens. They were faint at first, but then the blaring sounds of the police cars, ambulances, and firetrucks burst into the driveway of the camp. I stand up and say to my friends "They're here! Let's go meet them, they'll obviously want to see us!" We got up and sprinted into the hall, around some corners, until we finally ran right up to the police chief, breathlessly sputtering about the girl in the room, hands on our knees. "Woah, woah, woah! Which one of you made the call?" I slowly raise my hand. "Where's the kid?" I say "In the director's office. I'll show you where it is.". 

And so we went to the office, which was locked, (of course) and the chief kicked down the door to see the director sitting passively at his desk, the little girl behind him in her cage,  who looked thoroughly shocked that people were there to save her. He arrested Mr. Moriarty, who looked very sinister, almost like a shark. As the officers escorted him to the car, the camp was in complete silence, everyone was wide-eyed. The girl was returned to her parents. All was well, and we enjoyed the last few months of our summer vacation in peace.


The End.

(Sorry it's so short. ps Donald ur gay)

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