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"Speaking"
Thoughts

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Chapter 2: Monsters

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Recap:

"Ouch." I said rubbing my head as I sat up. Green. Everywhere was green. What in the? Where am I? I looked up but the canopy was so thick I couldn't see where I'd come from, I couldn't even see the stone archway I had hit (with my right arm by the way, I'd be surprised if it wasn't broken). Then I felt a breeze from behind me. Do breezes rumble? I looked behind me only to come face to face with a white monster.

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I just sat there for a minute frozen with fear until the monster opened its maw and let out an ear splitting roar as it lunged for me. I bolted upright and ran for the underbrush, but it didn't matter where I tried to hide or how fast I ran the beast was fast and could tear through anything.

Crap, crap, crap! This just isn't my day! I thought as I jumped over a small log and dashed around another tree, that the monster plowed through as if it didn't even exist! I noticed the monster slowing down so I looked in front of me in confusion to see if there was something else to fear up ahead. There was a giant cliff. You mean to tell me this isn't the ground floor?! I skidded to a stop just before going over. I turned around only to find my only way out was blocked by the white monster. I stood there shaking in fear not knowing what to do when I heard a faint sound. Just then someone jumped out of the trees and onto the monster's back.

"Whooo! Hoooo! I have you now Rudy!" the darker weasel said from his perch. He had somehow got a vine wrapped around the monster's snout clamping it shut. "Hurry and get out of here! This won't hold him long!"

"Right, Thank you!" I said gathering my wits and dashed off into the woods. I didn't go too far, but far enough that if the monster came after me I'd have a head start. I wanted to meet that weasel and thank him properly. I strained my ears to see if I could hear what was going on. Who is he? Why did he save me? The sounds of crashing and thrashing are starting to die down now. Is he ok? I wondered as I took a step forward to head back.

Just then the other weasel burst through the foliage. "There you are. Hurry, follow me." He said taking off to the right. I ran after him holding my hurt arm close so it wouldn't bump anything.

"Where are we going?"

"Somewhere safe." He answered over his shoulder. When he finally stopped we were in a giant tree overlooking a large valley.

"Wow, this place is big." I said as I gazed out at the valley, I then turned to my savior, "Thank you. For saving me that is. My name is Sky, what's yours?"

"Buck!" he said with enthusiasm, "short for Buckminster, long for, Baa. Now tell me how'd you get down here? I destroyed the bridge."

"What bridge?"

"Didn't you come through the cave?"

"What cave? I fell through the ice as I was running away from a hawk, only to find myself on the menu of that giant white monster!" I was starting to freak out. "T-t-then you came out of nowhere and took on that thing! That was awesome!"

"You don't seem to have that much luck, do ya?" Buck said while examining his dagger. "And that white monster would be Rudy."

"Rudy?" I tilted my head in confusion.

"Yes, he's the one who gave me this!" He said pointing to his eye patch.

"Whoa, and you lived?"

"I could tell ya the whole story if ya want, but first let's get a look at that arm shall we?"

He poked at it a couple of times and gave a few umm's and ahh's but in the end it was just badly bruised, and he said that I probably had a sprained wrist. With all the pain in my arm I would've sworn that the thing was broken. After making a sling out of one of the tree's leaves, Buck took me to a little bush a few feet away from the tree. It was full of blueberries, but not like the one's back home that were small, no, these were monster berries. One was the size of my head! No joke.

"Lunch is served." Buck said moseying up to the bush and picking a berry.

"Big." Is all that I could say, I'd never see berries this big before.

"Well, eat up." Buck said with a full mouth, while leaning on his dagger. "You look hungry."

With that I dove right in, blueberries are my favorite kind of berries. So monster blueberries were like a dream come true, unlike the other kind of monsters down here.