"I don't see the point?" Bob said. I actually wondered how a 30ft creature like him will hide. Especially in a game of hiding and seeking. "Its to test your senses, Bob. Also, it would be fun." I said cheerily. He huffed. "What's hide and seek?" He asked. "Its basically one or two people hiding and one counts to 10 or so. One of us counts while the other hides. It's easy." He grunted a little. "Ok. Now what?" He asks. I smiled. "Do you want to hide or be the seeker?" He looked at me a little annoyed. "I'll hide." He said. "Ok then, I will count to ten. I will give you a 10-second head start." He wandered off while I started counting. "8... 9... 10. Alright, I'm coming!" The whole forest was quiet. Some birds chirped. It might give his position since some animals won't know why a large creature was hiding in their turf. "Where can he hide?" I walked around and didn't see a footprint. "How on earth?" I muttered. I have seen him make footprints before, how isn't he making any this time? "He must be really good at hiding?" I shrugged and kept looking through branches and bushes but he wasn't there. "Wow. How am I gonna find him?" I listened closely to see if any branches move. None looked like they were pushed or broken. "If I were a double breed, where will I hide?" I whisper to myself. How can he hide so well? There was no sign of him. No branches shifted nor a sound of a twig breaking. "Where are you?" I heard shuffling and I thought it was him. I saw small shadows pass my feet. It startled me a little. Making me trip on a tree root. "Oh, just mice." I got up and brushed myself off. I laughed it off till something poked me in the back. I yelped, jumping back. Landing in the dirt again. It felt like a claw. Mainly the ones Bob has. I sighed. I found him. More like he found me. I thought. "Bob, I know that was you," I said. "You gave your position away. Now it's your turn to count." Bob rose out of the brush and looked down on me. "You were taking too long." He said breaking the silence. "I don't have a strong sense of smell like you, that's why it will take longer,"I argued. "So it's my turn to count?" He asks. I nodded. "Cover your eyes and count. And don't even think about taking a look of where I'm going." I said in a fatherly tone which annoyed him. He covered his eyes and I made sure that I go somewhere he can't find me. Not with his sense of smell. I found an old rotting log with some bushes nearby to cover me. "Jackpot!" I whisper excitedly. "7... 8... 9... 10. Alright, I'm coming to get you Ray." That sounded a little creepy but I kept my position. The weirdest part is, I couldn't hear him walking. Nor his grunting, not even the sound of him sniffing the air. Man he is good! I heard a twig snap and saw him. He didn't even notice me. He kept muttering to himself and sniffed the air a couple of times. He walked away before seeing me. Bob turned the corner and disappeared. I waited for another noise to signify that was him. He didn't come back from where he came. I peeked my head out a little and I couldn't see him. "Where-gah!" I felt something grab my leg and I was dangling upside down. I saw Bob smirking at me. "Found you. Now you have to count." I smiled. "Sure, but first put me down."