Chapter 7

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I wake up to yelling. I rub my eyes, but stay laying down. I listen in on their conversation.

"What do we do with them?" I hear Mysterion say.

I guess the Freedom Pals are here too. How'd they convince the Coon to let them in?

"I don't fucking care! Let's let them starve so they'll talk!" Coon says.

I furrow my eyebrows. Screw you Cartman.

"We can't do that. Aren't we the hero's?" I hear Super Craig say.

"Ugh!" Coon groans.

"We just need to get Professor Chaos plans from them." Human kite says next.

I roll onto my back without them noticing. I put my arms behind my head and put my leg on my bent knee. I swiftly take out my phone to see what time it is. Its 1 am. I put my phone back in my pocket.

"You know... You guys are really bad at hiding your plans from the enemy." I say.

All the hero's look at me. Coon glares.

"Shut the fuck up." Coon says.

"But it's true." I reply.

Coons glare intensifies. They go back to chatting, but whisper instead. I roll onto my belly and take my phone out, so I can play a game. The game I play is a scary game.

The hero's all of a sudden get up and come to my "prison".

"What do you guys want?" I say as I look up at them.

"We want..."

Cliffhanger!

243 words.

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