the eggs
Three days later we were up the stairs in my room . We sit there speachless drinking milkshakes, my favourite drink . outside, a strange fog has gone on the whole town. We are warm and cosy however , Bob has plans but you must help me now here we go again .
Flanging around the pier searching up and down until our neck hurts . Herbie saw footprints like those that where outside the hotel but ; next to the cliffs
I locked the arcade making sure not a single crack was open and the lights were all off so no one could see in . I made sure we had our phones and touches for when it gets dark I put my raincoat on and gloves and a hat . We went up the cliffs it went it went pretty far up herbie was running had to go with him and half way up there was a warning sign
There were two sets of prints up the hill , going forward jumping the sign that it was getting dark. I flicked the torch on herbie. You are leading me into more trouble !
The hill was getting darker as far as you go . I was thinking what happens if there is nothing up the top and we did it for nothing we went a bit further there was egg orange , ping and purple i went up to it a creature jumped out of nowhere
All of a sudden , I felt bad for touching the egg. We should not be here. We got told off by the mum we were running and at the bottom there was a shadow . The deep hiss The loud footsteps .
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