Part 3
You didn't know what to do. Your instinct was to run. You picked up your back pack and ran as fast as your bruised legs would carry you. Peter followed you."Hey wait. We can't go", Peter said.
But you ignored not wanted to stop. Your senses weren't normal.
"I can find help", you finally said.
"I'm going back. Please come", Peter said.
The road wouldn't lead anywhere for hours so you started walking. A car! A car ha drove by. You waved your arms out like a maniac but they just threw change at you and laughed.
You heard them say something like "darn hobos"
A few hours later a car found you. A tall man stepped out.
"What's up little boy/girl", they said.
Ask to use phone-part 5
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