That night, Sarah sat in her tent, pretending to be asleep. She went through the plan in her mind. The moment it got quiet outside her tent, she slipped her coat on and snuck outside, then turned right and ran into the woods. Turning left off the trail, she saw the tree that they often used to practice sword fighting. She stood by the tree and waited for Tom.
Meanwhile, Tom was packing a bag full of everything they'd need for their mission. He stepped out of the tent and started down the trail.
Sarah saw Tom walking through the trees, and waved. "Hi, you got everything?" she asked.
"Yeah" Tom responded. "We'll find Ashean in no time, but we can't come back when we're done."
"I know."
They walked back to the trail, and stepped out of the boundaries of the camp. An earsplitting screech filled the air.
"Crap." whispered Sarah, and they took off running.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
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