Camp Cheng (CONTINUED)

~CHAPTER 25~

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Marinette's POV (gosh I gotta start doing other people's POVs)

I sighed. Tikki nestled in my hair, munching on a cookie- and, unfortunately, getting lots of crumbs in my hair.

I looked up into the sky, my pale fingers tracing constellations in the pitch-black night.

A lot had changed in the past 24 hours.
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I'd just swung away from my friends, my eyes brimming with tears. I jumped over buildings and climbed roofs until Camp Cheng was just a speck in the distance. Mid-swing, I looked back at the camp-

and smacked straight into a tree.

I'm not even kidding, a massive tree that stretched into the sky. I slammed straight into it. Now this is where things start to get bad.

I detransformed (why, at that point, I didn't know) and Tikki fell out of my earrings. Thankfully, I managed to catch her- right before I lost consciousness. The last thing I remembered was falling from the height of clouds before the lack of air got to me.

I woke with a start; my vision sliding in and out of focus. Two concerned faces of strangers loomed over me before I blacked out again.

I sat up abruptly. My stupid eyes wouldn't open, so I lay back down and tried using my other senses. I could smell something delicious wafting in through the room; I tasted something bitter in my mouth (I quickly spat it out); I could feel warm bedsheets under me and a heavy blanket draped over my body; and I could also hear faint voices. I projected most of my energy and honed in on their conversation.

"We have to help her."

"We can't! We've already promised we wouldn't-"

"I don't care, Felix! It's her, her."

"And I know, but if we do-"

"Listen, Fe, you don't get it, she-"

"Just listen to me, okay."

"FELIX, I DON'T CARE, I NEED TO HELP!"

"NO! I'M NOT GOING TO LOSE YOU AGAIN!"

Silence. I heard soft sobbing from the room and I decided to check it out. I stepped through the hallway and quickly took in my surroundings. I was in a tall mansion, and when I say tall, I mean tall. A staircase wound up and up and up and up and- well, you get the idea. The walls appeared to be made of- wood? The walls were wood, the stairs were wood, the doors were wood, the floors were wood-