chapter 3

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techno lead me into a small cavern. it was quite neatly done. there was a table , some sleeping bags set up , and a lot of things that you'd see in a modern house.
i broke the arm lock with the brunette boy and knelt down , scruffing up rocco's curly fur. i unlocked his lead and collar.

" so , kid , or whatever your name is- "

" my name is zak , or you can call me skeppy. it's my nickname. my best friend , darryl , gave all of my friends nicknames. "

" darryl? like from the kingdom? you work in the castle? " clay chirped up.
the room went silent.

my heart was pounding. i thought back to when they said they were going to kill the kingdom.
i'm not ready to die.

" n-no. it's a different darryl. he's in the grey tier. why would i be out here if i had any association with the kingdom? "

" ahh! i get it now. " clay beamed at me.

techno handed me my baby blue jacket. i took it from his hands , slowly and nervously.
the face on the back of the jacket was in plain sight , but nobody took notice of course. i pulled it on quickly.
i hadn't eaten for almost 2 days now , hence the reason i was struggling to walk.

a short boy wearing a green bandana over his face bumped down the entrance. he dove onto the ground , snickering to himself. he had blood splattered across his dark blue clothes.

" mega! " techno beamed and walked over to help the stumbling boy.
" i got one! i stabbed one with a grey scarf! " he grinned.

my heart dropped to my stomach.
there was only one person i new with a grey scarf.

darryl.

" can i have some help? " i whined , attracting the attention of all of them.

" who the hell- " mega frowned.

" it's a long story. " techno frowned , kneeling down to support me.
he grabbed my hand and slowly helped me stand up. my knees shook rapidly.
" then tell me. i have all the time in the world. " he rolled his eyes.
techno helped me over to a blanket on the ground , resulting to me immediately curling into a ball.
" we found this random kid literally dying in the woods with his dog. don't even know where he's from. he was just.. there. "

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