Yes, my 10th chapter! I myself am impressed with my progress. I will try to make it as long as possible. This story came from a dream, and I am randomly deciding what happens from Chapter 8 and on. I didn't sleep that long, unfortunately!
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Chapter 10
I rested my face in my hands. This whole leadership thing was really starting to get to me. The adventure part most of all. I exchanged weary glances with Caroline; we were thinking the same thing: When will the surprises end? Hopefully soon, but I somehow doubt it.
We all looked at Liza, her expression showed sympathy for us, as well as a bit of self-pity.
"I wish I didn't have to tell you that," She said.
Me, too. I answered her mentally.
By the looks on everyones' face, we should really head back.
"Let's head back," Said Caroline unexpectedly.
"Good plan," I replied, for once.
It took about forty-five minutes to get back since we knew the way from the trip in. Once we got there, we waited another 20 minutes to hear from 7. In the meanwhile, the rest of us revealed our talents.
"Caroline? It's your turn now." I said.
She sighed. "I guess there's no getting out now."
Oh, great, more bad news. I thought angrily.
"Not the kind you'd think. My news might just make you a little self-conscious.
My attention drifted. What? What does she mean, self-conscious? And...wait a minute...how did she know what I was thinking-
"Yes, I am a mind reader. But that's not as cool as you might think. Imagine reading thoughts -mean thoughts- about you? Guess how that feels. And what about those thoughts you just don't want to hear? The lucky thing is that I can only read subjects of thoughts, that makes them less harsh. Emotions, too," She sighed. "I'd call it a curse, not a gift."
This recent discovery had me feeling a bit sorry for her, even though she could be kind of a jerk, and it was kind of creepy having someone who could listen in on your private thoughts.
She glared at me.
Oops, sorry. I thought covering my mouth, not realizing that wouldn't do anything. She sighed again.
"Camelio?" she inquired.
"Well, I'm not as lucky as Caramel here, but I have a similar talent."
"Yes?" Caroline inquired.
"I can, well, sort of influence people to think certain things. I can't make them do things, which stinks, but I can make them believe that things I say are true."
"That's pretty cool."
"I guess so."
I was forgetting someone, but who? I could never remember his/her name.
"My turn?" I jumped.
"Yeah, Cam, your turn."
"I guess you've already noticed my talent. I can sort of become invisible; not perfectly invisible, but inconspicuous enough to where people just don't notice me. Kind of like camouflage."
"That explains the name." I said bluntly.
"Precisely," he replied.
Exactly after he finished, the screen buzzed into life once again.
"How are my favorite little dreamwalkers?" 7 said smiling.
"Bored." Everyone said instantaneously.
"I suspected as much. Anyway, I was just going to tell you that—" While he said this half the screen went fuzzy.
"Oh, my lord! My laptop receptors are blinking out!" he shouted in a panic.
"Quick, what were you going to say?" I yelled at the mismatched screen.
"I—" the TV blacked out.
I turned and squarely faced the rest of my gaping group.
"It looks like we're on our own now. Let's go catch that Minotaur."