Chapter 15

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Chapter 15: Squid's POV

What just happened?

Why did Stampy and I just quit the team without saying a word??

Without saying goodbye?

Without saying thank you?

I guess the team is over.

~~~~~

"Where are we even going, Squid?" Stampy groans as we walk through the Minecraftian Desert.

I just roll my eyes, too mad at myself to respond to Stampy's question.

"Squid?" he asks like an impatient five-year-old.

"Squid?"

"Squid?"

"Squid?"

"Squid?"

"Squid?"

"SQUID!!"

"WHAT?!" I scream.

"I just want to know where we're going," Stampy says.

I stare at him in disbelief. I sigh and calm myself down.

"Look, Stampy. I don't know where we're going. I don't know what we're doing. I barely even know what happened back there! I'm sorry for snapping at you, but we just need to find a new home and survive in Minecraft," I calmly explain to my friend.

Stampy nods, signaling that he understands. We continue walking in silence. Pure silence.

~~~~~

"Squid, why did that happen?" Stampy asks me. I look at him and shrug, sighing.

"I don't know, mate. I don't know," I say to him.

"Well, I felt like something was controlling me to walk out that door," Stampy admits.

I stare at him, my eyes wide.

"I-I felt like that, too. I saw everyone's eyes were glowing silver," I say to Stampy.

"We have to go back!" Stampy yells as he runs away.

But I grab his elbow to stop him. He looks back at me, waiting for me to explain myself.

But what is there to explain? The Chosen Ones are done. Gone.

"Don't bother. They won't forgive us. The Chosen Ones are gone," I tell Stampy.

He sighs and nods as we continue our journey to who knows where.

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