"𝙰𝚖 𝙸 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚜?" 

"Of course."

"𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝."

"I'm counting on it."

"𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚢-𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝."

"I know. Have you made arrangements?"

"𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚎𝚍."

"Then we will get him. Will he be near your place?" 

"𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚊 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚢-𝚜𝚒𝚡 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎."

"Good." 

"𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖."

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"Ugh, these swamps smell gross." Stella said.

"That's why they call it a swamp. It's not like it smells like fresh daisies." Ciara said. 

"We should keep moving before night fall." I say.

"Shh." Kane said.

I hear a light plopping noise. A slime. 

"We should keep moving before night." I say.

"In case you guys don't know, the sun is already setting." Ciara said. 

"It still isn't night." Stella said. 

"No, we should probably make camp." I say.

I started cutting down trees.