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A plan!

Just as I’m thinking this, I catch a flash of something bright out of the corner of my eye .
I spin around just in time to see the familiar wave of colours, darting around the corner. I waste no time in running after it. As soon as I come around the bend the colours have disappeared, and in their place, the boy.
“Dude!” I exclaim, after almost running into him.
“Sorry.” He says, running a hand through his hair.
“Look, no one seems to want to go into the cave.. no one wants to get out of here, much less take my help.” I fume, “Actually, I met with this one group and they seemed worry about MY safety… I still have yet to figure what that was about.”
“What did they say?” the boy asked, suddenly alert
“Just that I had to go before they came…” I shrug “Do you know who they are?”
“’No.” he said, though it was said a bit too quickly, and he couldn’t quite look me in the eye, I decided to ignore it. I figure if it were important he’d tell me.
“So what do I do?” I ask.
“Come with me.” he sighs “Ive a plan.”

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