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Chapter 1: The Tower

The Hermits gathered around the large tower, their faces in worry, or even terror.

"What if they're back to kill us?!", Stress yelled in her sharp, british accent.

"What if they're gonna take me again?", Joe's Nashville accent ringed from the crowd. Cleo hugged Joe, assuring him that they won't let them take him.

Grian turned to look at everyone, obvious worry being heard from his normally mischievous mood. Scar joined him in front of the crowd, speaking up with the words, "I saw one too." Everyone, even Grian, was dumbfounded by the claim. "I was working on Grian and my gunpowder farm. It was down in the collection room when I went to gather the loot."

Grian was shocked. He was just there last week. "Where, when?" He seemed almost eager to find out.

"Yesterday, downstairs."

"We should go!"

"Grian," Mumbo whispered, "There's one behind you."

The group of Hermits walked into the tower, astonished by how big it was. The walls were a dark, ominous purple. There were stained glass windows. One was a picture of two tall figures, and a smaller one. Grian shivered when he saw it.

He didn't want to see it, but he couldn't take his eyes off of it. His face was cold, and he wanted to run away.

"They took him," he thought. "They  took Joe." He fell behind, remembering all the past events. Taurtis and Netty, EVO, the Hermits. He shook his head, "That was then, this is now."

He caught up to the group, Stress turning to him. "You okay, love?", she asked, "You acted the same way last season." He looked at her, smiled, and walked up toward the front.

The group continued walking for a few minutes until Iskall suggested using their elytra. "I don't have one. Yet," Keralis said, and the hermits all laughed. All but Grian. He was too worried about everyone. The dream, and now a tower. It all makes sense. They're here to take them. They continued until there was a large room. 

Parkour.