A/N - The things I do for this story.

I write a chapter of Don't Be Afraid in less than 2 days, because somehow it takes me the majority of the week to write the next chapter of Lost & Found. DBA has been through so much more than L&F, though...

I have a question for you guys: what Harry Potter book was your favorite? I'm reading the series for the first time in my 14 years of life, and I'm currently up to The Goblet of Fire. Which, of the 7 books, was your favorite?

DISCLAIMER: Well, I changed my name to Nickelodeon, but I still don't own House of Anubis. I haven't heard from Jerome in two weeks, so I presume he's either dead, taken captive by a band of gypsies, or under arrest and is in trial right now. Hopefully, he's got the papers.
~Nickelodeon

Nina
Shadowland

"You should go inside."

"Don't have to tell me twice."

Eddie skipped back to the house, and peeked his head out from behind the window. I smiled at his actions, took a deep breath, and started to send Fabian a dream.

Well, a Day Dream, to be more precise. It was only noon, so Fabian and the others would be relaxing at home. I was aware of this new ability, and I had been itching to try it out. I had a plan, for who to send the dreams to, and I planned to administer it.

Soon enough, I stopped trying to bring Fabian to Shadowland. In a measly two seconds, Fabian landed unsteadily on his feet. I smiled at this; I was used to seeing that. It seemed that the Anubis kids still hadn't gotten used to the rough landing into here.

When Fabian realized where he was, his eyes widened and he started to shake his head in amazement. He seemed too shocked to speak. I could see that he was muttering something under his breath, but I couldn't quite catch what he was saying.

"Nina."

That's when I realized; he was calling for me. In this place, I was the only thing Fabian was sure of. He needed me to keep him balanced here.

With an expression of pure sadness and longing, I hid behind the tree. I didn't want Fabian to see me. As much as I wished I could, as much I wished I didn't have to break up with him - this wasn't the time. I was merely conducting an experiment. The experiment worked.

I felt like crying, but I wouldn't let myself. Now was not the time to cry. I'd look weak, like I wasn't strong enough to do a simple task of not talking to my ex-boyfriend.

All I wanted in the world was to hug him, tell him I didn't want to break up with him in the first place, and come home with him to be reunited with all my old friends in the House of Anubis and pretend like the past four weeks had never happened.

None of those things could come true.

Hesitantly, watching my first love scream my name, desperate to find closure, I ended the Day Dream. The experiment worked; the dreams could work at any time of the day. I held back my tears as I walked slowly back to the house.

I didn't even have to say anything. Eddie came jogging over to me as soon as I closed the door, enveloping me in a huge hug. We remained silent; I didn't think I had the right to speak right now. I didn't want to talk; I missed him that much.

"What the hell was that?" Eddie questioned, still holding me to him in the hug.

I took a deep breath, trying to find oxygen to speak. After a moment's silence, I said, "That, my friend, is called a Day Dream."

xXx

Fabian
Saturday, November 12th, 2011 12:00 PM

I jolted up, taking in the surroundings around me. It didn't take me long; I knew I was in Patricia's room and just before I was knocked unconscious, we were having a Sibuna Meeting.

I wouldn't really call it a meeting; after all, all we were doing was complaining about how close Amber, Alfie and I were to getting the Dream Log back, before the new stupid teacher had to ruin it. Our conversations were cut short as soon as I fell off of Patricia's bed and my head hit the ground.

Everyone was crowding around me; it was a little awkward, to tell the truth.

"Fabian, are you okay?" Joy asked, holding out a hand to help me up. I took it gratefully and sat back down on the bed, rubbing my head, trying to soothe the bruise that was forming.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I dismissed everyone's worries. Amber heaved a great sigh of relief, but Patricia, already knowing what happened, looked like a volcano, ready to blow her top. I spoke before she could explode. "I think I just had a dream."

From the corner of my eye, I could see Patricia's face turning red with rage and jealousy. I tried to hide my smile as I continued, "At least, I think I had a dream. I was in Shadowland, but I didn't see Nina. I didn't even learn anything. All I saw was the front yard..."

"Maybe the scenery is a clue!" Mara piped, always trying to find something new. And, hey, maybe I should have listened to her; she was the Seeker, and she had been trapped in Shadowland for twenty-four hours.

I dismissed her theory with a wave of my hand. "Nah. There's no significance whatsoever to a forest, a lake, and a house."

Mara looked disappointed, but Alfie, always the joker, tried to cheer her up, even when he had his arm around Amber's shoulders. Jerome, obviously, seemed like he wanted to be the one to cheer Mara up.

The room was silent after that. Things had been messed up ever since October 17th, so no one thought it was weird that I received a Dream in the middle of the day. It was still the same kind of Dream we got at night - no difference. The only thing that worried me was the fact that I didn't see Nina in the Dream, even if it was only thirty seconds long.

Since no one was speaking, Patricia considered that the perfect time to explode.

"ARGH!" she began, slamming her hands down on the sheets. "I am so mad! Amber and Fabian have been getting dreams since the 18th - the second day of Nina's disappearance! I haven't even gotten one! Not one dream! Nada! Zip! Nil! Zilch! Nothing! You know, I thought I was Nina's friend - why haven't I got a dream? I'm her friend! Sure, we had a rough start at first, with, you know, the controversy over Joy's disappearance and all, but I'm her friend now! I want a dream! I have no idea what the dreams mean because I haven't gotten one! ARGH!"

"Calm down, Patricia," Jerome advised. "None of us have gotten dreams, either."

"But you're not her friend!"

"...I saved her life on Halloween."

"But you're not her friend!"

"Mara spent twenty-four hours in Shadowland with Nina and she still hasn't gotten a dream."

"But she's not her friend!"

Jerome rolled his eyes, turning away from the fuming girl. Amber was laughing at her partner's meltdown, but in a flash, she looked like she just discovered the meaning of life. She jumped off the bed so fast that I don't even remember watching her move over to where Mick was sitting.

"Mick!" she cried. "Nina told me to tell you to practice, whatever that means. Yes - she told me that in the last dream I had."

Patricia threw her hands up in the air and exclaimed, "ARGH!"

xXx

Eddie
Shadowland
11:00 PM

"You eat like a cow."

Still chewing, I spat, "You'd be proud of that, if you won the Annual Hot Dog Eating Contest in 2010 in Los Angeles."

After many minutes of coaxing Nina to eat something from the food I bought her with my dad's money, I gave up. I knew she'd eat something in her own time, so there was no point in wasting all that perfectly good food. I made myself a meatball sub, and I was happily inhaling the whole thing.

Nina laughed, and I felt relief course through me. I'd never live with myself if I let the girl I was born to protect get hurt; much less hurt herself. I hadn't learned that Nina had attempted suicide from the girl herself; no, I learned that from eavesdropping on the Anubis students.

I hadn't said anything about the cut on her arm, and neither did she, so I didn't think she wanted to talk about it. Judging by the length and depth of the scar, I wondered how she had survived - who saved her?

Nina licked her teeth, eying my sub. When I noticed her traveling eye, I hugged my food in an attempt to protect it. "Nuh uh, sister. You are not getting one bite of my food."

She pouted, but that didn't work on me, even if I was the Osirian, the Chosen One's born protector. Instead of giving her a bite of my sub, I pointed to the kitchen. With a groan, Nina pushed herself off of the couch and trudged to the kitchen. In a matter of seconds, she returned with small ham and cheese sandwich.

She took the tiniest of bites. I rolled my eyes with a smirk on her face, watching her take little bites one at a time.

Nina remained silent, so I broke the quiet with a question. "What's Fabian to you?"

She nearly choked on her food. I was too shocked to react, but eventually she swallowed the piece of ham and helped it travel down her throat. When the bits of slaughtered and cooked pig were safely down her esophagus, she looked at me and cocked an eyebrow. "Why?"

"Well, he is my roommate," I commented, shrugging my shoulders, before continuing with, "I can always hear him talking about you. Granted, everyone in the house talks about you and the dreams nonstop, but it's always Fabian in particular who sounds the most concerned. I was just wondering if..."

"Yes, he's my boyfriend," she smiled, the thought of the boy with brown hair and blue eyes making her happy. But then a sudden thought overclouded her, and her smile turned into a frown. "Well, my ex-boyfriend..."

"Oh, damn. Who broke up with who?"

She sighed, starting to play with her fingers. "Well, I broke up with him, but not of my own free will. MIR had to threaten me. If he didn't threaten me and Fabian, I wouldn't have broken up with him. I love him."

I placed my arm around her back, and she sunk down to lay her head on my shoulders. "It's okay," I whispered, not knowing how to comfort a girl who was blackmailed to break up with her boyfriend. "I'm sure everything will work out in time."

"I hope so," she breathed, and I watched her close her eyes. I didn't think she was going to fall asleep this early in the day, but when I shook her and whispered her name, Nina didn't respond. I smirked and tried to fall asleep myself; it was a Saturday, so I didn't need to worry about homework or anything like that.

"Eddie?" Nina whispered, and I knew she had either woken up or never fallen asleep at all.

"Yeah?" I responded, trying to make our positions on the couch comfortable for both of us.

"Do you think I'll get out of here?" she asked, her expression giving nothing away. She continued, "I mean, I'm sick of being lost. I want them to find me. But I can't do that if I don't know anything new. How long do you think it'll take? Will I be trapped in here for years?"

"No, I don't think so," I told her, tightening my grip around her. "I've only been with the Anubis students for a little while, but from eavesdropping on their conversations, I know they really want to find you. They'll do anything to get you back in Anubis House safe and sound. Trust me, you won't be in this place much longer."

She blinked, a look of sadness making its way across her face. "I hope you're right," she murmured. I knew there was nothing I could do to help her; except spy on everyone in Anubis House, only to keep her alive.

"I'm always right," I said to no one in particular. I kissed the top of her head, and then whispered in her ear, "Don't worry. You'll see Fabian again and make up with him. I know you will. He really loves you, Nines."

She smiled. "I know."

"How about you try to get some sleep?" I suggested. "You don't have to send a dream for another ten hours, and I know you don't get enough sleep, so now would be the perfect time."

She shrugged, but she tried to move around to make herself more comfortable. "I'm not really tired. I've gotten used to the new sleeping schedule, so a nap would probably mess me up."

"Rock-a-bye baby, in the tree tops..." I sang, joking around. "When the wind blows, the cradle will rock...when the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, and down will come baby, cradle and all."

"My mom used to sing that to me when I was baby..." she muttered solemnly. I knew her parents were dead - she told me one day before. I tried a different nursery rhyme.

"Hush, little baby, don't say a word; Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird. And if that mockingbird won't sing, Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring. And if that diamond ring turns brass, Papa's gonna buy you a looking glass. And if that looking glass gets broke, Papa's gonna buy you a billy goat. And if that billy goat don't pull, Papa's gonna buy you a cart and bull. And if that cart and bull turn over, Papa's gonna buy you a dog named Rover. And if that dog named Rover won't bark, Papa's gonna buy you a horse and cart. And if that cart and horse fall down, you'll still be the sweetest little baby in town."

Nina's breathing was steady and rhythmic, so I figured the lullaby had put her to sleep. I laughed to myself, muttered, "You should be grateful. I just sang you to sleep." But the didn't respond, so I left her to that. "Sweet dreams," I sang, and closed my eyes too.

I didn't know how long it was, but soon enough, I heard footsteps coming from the other room. I opened my eyes the slightest bit, and I saw MIR coming in through the doorway from the kitchen.

"Who brought all this food?" he boomed, spitting in my face.

I wiped the spit off of my forehead, checked to see if Nina woke up from his screams (Which, apparently, she did not), and addressed MIR, in his new human avatar, in front of me.

"I did," I responded confidently. "I wasn't going to let Nina starve, unlike you, an uncaring and selfish bastard."

He released a sickening smile, and cocked his eyebrow. The new human avatar had dark brown hair and blue eyes. He almost looked exactly like...Fabian. "Well, boy, I want you to dispose of all the food as soon as I leave, or there will be consequences. Now, what information do you have for me today?"

I groaned, leaning against the back of the couch, my arm still around Nina's shoulders. She was still breathing steadily, her eyes closed, so I presumed she was still asleep. Quietly, in not more than a whisper, I told the man, "They know I'm a spy."

He pinched the bridge of his nose, obviously frustrated and annoyed. After a moment's silence, he started to scream his lungs out. "HOW COULD YOU LET THEM KNOW YOU'RE A SPY? You're WORTHLESS, Miller! WORTHLESS!"

"Shut up!" I returned. "Stop screaming! It took me like fifteen years to get Nina to go to sleep."

He laughed, and that was when I fully understood why Nina hated his laugh. It was cruel, sick, and disgusting. The laugh would be permanently etched in my mind forever. He calmed down for just a moment, and simply told me, "I'm leaving in one minute. When I come back tomorrow, the food better be gone, or you and the girl sleeping next to you will pay the price."

I rolled my eyes, watching him walk out. I wanted to call out to him, but I didn't want to call him "The Man in Red" forever. So I whistled to catch his attention, and he turned around, looking almost exactly like Nina's ex-boyfriend.

"Who are you?" I asked, trying to hide my tremble. I wasn't scared.

He smiled, and I tried to hide my disgust for it. He was a disgusting man. I fully understood Nina's hatred for him now. "Well, this man's name is Paul."

"No, I mean, like, who are you really? The soul inside of you that took control of...Paul." I said, trying the name on my lips. It sounded better than the Man in Red.

Paul didn't say anything; instead, he looked me dead in the eye, and his eye color changed from a light blue to a hazel, the same exact color as mine. He simply said, "You know who I am, Miller," and he slammed the door behind him.

Sighing, I carefully got up and searched for a blanket. It took a minute of searching, but eventually I made my way back to the main room, lifted up Nina's sleeping form, and placed her head back on my shoulder. I wrapped the blanket around both of us and I fell asleep with her.

The last thing I thought of was what the girl who gave dreams was dreaming about.

xXx

5:00 AM

I didn't realize that we had been talking for that long.

When I woke up, it was 5 AM. The Man in Red - wait, Paul - was bound to return any second. I carefully picked Nina, who was still sleeping, off of my shoulder and slowly placed her down on the couch, and I bounded off to the kitchen. It wasn't like I was going to get rid of the food; pigs would fly when I would do that. I was just going to hide it.

I gathered all the food in a table cloth, sprinted outside, and found a spot deep in the woods to hide the food. I made a mental note to remember where they were, and sprinted back towards the house.

That's when it hit me.

I'd been in Shadowland for almost twenty-four hours.

The others in Anubis House were bound to wonder where I was, since I didn't return for supper or lights out. If I missed breakfast, I was in for it.

But I couldn't leave Shadowland just like that, with no warning whatsoever. Nina would be all alone. This was my first time coming here in four days, and if I left again, that would devastate her.

I looked around for some sort of paper to write a note on; hopefully, she'd see the note before Paul (formerly MIR) could rip it up, and she'd know that I didn't abandon her. Eventually, after many minutes of searching, I found a piece of scrap paper and quickly scrawled a note in my sloppy handwriting:

Hey. I'm sorry I had to leave so quickly, but if I don't return soon, they'd suspect. They know I'm a spy, but how I don't know. I promise I'll return either tonight or tomorrow morning. I promise.
~Eddie

I smoothed the blanket over the sleeping girl, but even though I was in a rush, I didn't miss her constant shivers. It was November; no wonder she was cold. I made a mental note to myself to try to bring her a sweatshirt the next time I saw her... "Bingo," I muttered to myself, thinking of a great plan.

I quickly sprinted out of Shadowland, into the woods, and back towards Anubis House.

It didn't take long to reach my destination. Panting, I opened the door to Anubis House and crashed down on the couch in the common room. I didn't think anyone was inside, but I was proven wrong, as one of my roommates, Mick Campbell, asked, "Where did you come from?"

I knew he was a part of their Scooby Gang; he had something to do with Nina and everyone else. I cocked an eyebrow, slouching down on the couch, and repeating Mick's question back to him. "What are you doing?"

"Practicing," he said simply.

"Practicing what, exactly?"

"That's none of your business."

"I'm your roommate, it is my business."

"You may be my roommate, but you are not my friend."

Mick rolled his eyes, and left me in the common room, feeling bad that I ever left Nina in Shadowland in the first place.

xXx

Mara
Sunday, November 13th, 2011 9:30 PM

The day passed rather quickly. Sibuna's concerns about where Eddie was died down once he returned the following morning. He was present for breakfast, lunch, and supper, and didn't disappear all day. Fabian, of course, kept a close eye on him, but we didn't see any reason to keep him under watch.

Eventually, the day drew to a close. 9 o'clock rolled around, and Victor was bound to come out of his office and give his famous "Pin-Drop" speech any minute.I was relaxing in the middle of one of the brown leather couches in the common room, Alfie on my right, and Jerome on my left. My boyfriend and I were casually playing a game of Tic-Tac-Toe, while Alfie was destroying aliens on his handheld.

"Ugh!" I groaned, once I found out that I had lost our fifteenth game of Tic-Tac-Toe that night. "Come on! I so won that game!"

Jerome chuckled, pulling me in closer for a kiss. "Nah, Mars. I think I won that game fair and square."

"It doesn't even make a straight line!" I complained, laughing all the same. I pointed to the game we just finished, where Jerome had made a line of four X's that weren't in a row. "You cheater!"

He smirked, dramatically flipped his hair, and told me, "Then how about we play another game, eh?"

"Fine," I barked, "No cheating this time."

We were halfway through our sixteenth when Patricia dragged Jerome out of the seat by the ear and sat down next to me.

"I was about to win the game," I pouted, throwing the piece of paper down on the floor.

"Oh, boo hoo," The oh-so-sympathetic Patricia said.

She straightened herself up, grabbed Alfie's attention along with mine, and announced, just loud enough for us to hear, "You know how Eddie's always disappearing at night? Well, a few days ago, I followed him into the woods, where he goes every night. I didn't get to catch where he enters Shadowland, but I heard him talking with Nina - which, for some reason, I couldn't hear what Nina was saying." She rolled her eyes.

"The thing is," she continued, "Since you two are Seekers, I want you to follow him, and maybe learn where he goes. I lost my sight last time, but you won't lose anything. Could you pretty please with a cherry on top do that for me?" Patricia placed her hands together. Alfie looked like he wasn't cracking, but she was my friend.

"Sure, Patricia. Anything for you," I told her, and she beamed. Alfie looked like he wanted to complain, but I held up a finger to silence him. "We'll go and follow him. Both of us. What time does he leave?"

She shrugged, ignoring Alfie's complaints. "I think around ten thirty. You can hide behind the couch here; Victor won't even see you! All you have to do is make no noise as you follow him into the woods. Follow him until you watch him go into a building or something. Okay?"

xXx

10:30 PM

"I can't believe you dragged me into this."

"It's your fault for finding out that you were a Seeker."

"You pressured me into it!"

"Oh, shut up. Eddie should be coming any minute now and if you scare him away than I am going to hit you."

Alfie turned away, muttering to himself. I rolled my eyes, peeking my head above the couch only slightly to see if the boy had turned up yet - which, to no avail, he hadn't. Alfie and I continued to argue for another few minutes until Eddie finally had the decency to show his face.

I gestured for Alfie to follow me, and with him being a ninja, we didn't make a lot of sound as he walked silently out the front door, and started to follow him through the grounds. I was careful not to step on any loose twigs or leaves; the slightest sound would let Eddie know there was someone behind him.

Patricia had explained everything: how she had grown so frustrated with Eddie being so secretive that she followed him out into the woods one day; her plan had been going well, until she went blind. She knew that he was involved with Nina after their conversation and Patricia's interrogation of him in the market.

The story about how long it took to get Alfie to agree to come along with me would make a good joke at the dinner table in years to come. He was convinced that there were aliens and monsters residing in the woods, so Patricia and I had promptly spend a good ten minutes trying to convince him that there were no such things.

Still, he looked terrified as we neared the abyss of trees. Eddie never faltered once; it was like he had lived here forever, been going down that route as long as he could remember. Our constant attempts to stay with Eddie's pace and not make any noise was exhausting.

I could hear Alfie panting beside me, and my own breaths coming out short and jagged. Eddie was running now; it would take a lot of stamina to catch up with him.

"Mara...can we...take a break?" he pleaded, with the only breaths he still possessed. Alfie plopped down on the top of a rock, holding his chest, in an attempt to bring air back to his lungs. Alfie would never win a marathon if his life depended on it.

Luckily, my parents were Olympic champions. I knew how to keep a good pace, and I knew all about sports; the school had learned that in Mick's duel against me last year. I rolled my eyes, aiming my gaze at Alfie, leaving him there on the rock to collect his breath while I went off after Eddie again.

I was pretty sure I faltered once or twice, maybe stepping on a loose twig or branch, but the sounds didn't seem to faze Eddie at all. I could understand where Patricia was coming from; following a person was truly exhausting.

I wasn't sure how long we were walking after that. Alfie never caught up to me, so I presumed he was either 1) too lazy to run, 2) Killed by a psycho rapist who lurked in the woods at night, or 3) Didn't suck in enough air so he passed out from oxygen loss and was dying at this very moment. Let's pray that Option 1 was the correct answer.

The chase continued. My pace stayed consistent with Eddie's; my feet met the ground at the same time his did, even though I was a few paces behind him. My legs were growing tired; I was about to lay down and take a break myself, when I saw a clearing in the distance. Eddie was headed in that direction, so I presumed that was where he was going. I drew in a long breath of air before sprinting ahead to catch up with the boy.

Eventually, we arrived in front of the clearing. I saw what Eddie was looking at: an old warehouse, with a van parked out in front of it. I heard him take a long breath of air before running up to the warehouse and tossing the door open. I heard whispers and murmurs, but they were too far away for me to hear them accurately.

I turned myself away once I heard a smack, and a scream that sounded similar to Nina's. I recognized Eddie's yell, and that was when I knew it was time to go. Patricia had lured me into this; it was time to give her a strict lesson. I ran back to the rock that Alfie had collapsed on, and (Thank God) he was still awake and alive.

I didn't say anything; all I did was grab his wrist and drag him back towards the opening of the woods.

"What - Mara, what's going on?" He complained, jogging to keep up with my pace. "What's wrong? What did you see? And why aren't you answering my questions?"

"I saw something really bad," I told him, not even bothering to look back at my partner. "I don't even know what I saw, but I know it's bad. I think I just saw the entrance to Shadowland."

"You saw the entrance?" He gasped, trying to take in air while talking at the same time. I could tell he hadn't fully regained all the air back in his lungs yet.

"Yes," I stated simply, charging right ahead. The opening of the woods was straight ahead. Not much more longer to go. I released my grip on Alfie's wrist and he started to walk along beside me.

"Where did you see it? What did it look like?" he asked, two of the many questions that were lurking in our minds. I slowed down my pace the slightest bit, and even though he wasn't saying anything, I knew Alfie was grateful.

I answered his questions with, "I saw it in a clearing of some sort. It was an old warehouse with an old, rusted, locked door, and a red van parked in front of it -"

My description was cut short by Alfie, who interrupted with, "A warehouse?" he asked, and I nodded. I asked him what he meant, and he continued. "Patricia told me about that last year. After the play, Rufus Zeno kidnapped her for a few days, and he took her to a warehouse in a clearing. Do you think that it's the same warehouse Patricia was in?" I could faintly hear a touch of panic in Alfie's voice.

I couldn't afford to panic; but luckily, Alfie's theory would be proven wrong. I was in Shadowland once before; the inside of the house and the scenery around it looked nothing like the warehouse I just saw. The house in Shadowland was tall, white, and wide; the warehouse was dull, gray, and small. The clearing was dead and rotted, while the scenery in Shadowland was new and fresh. The two were nothing alike.

"Look, Alfie, I have no idea," I panted, trying to reach the exit as quick as I can. I didn't want to think about what I had just seen or heard. Nina's scream sounded too familiar, and Eddie's scream sounded frustrated and concerned. Those two things weren't making it any better.

"Mara, what are we going to do?" Alfie trembled, once I had finally stepped out of the woods and onto the school campus. We made our way back to Anubis House. Before I opened the door, I told Alfie, "There's nothing to worry about. I don't know the warehouse and Shadowland are linked, but we'll figure it out. There's no need to panic right now." I opened the door to Anubis House, already planning to go upstairs and collapse in my bed.

Unfortunately, someone was standing in the doorway. They had their hands planted on their hips, and a scowl plastered on their face, which was most unlike them.

Fabian Rutter was the person standing there, and he had questions for us.

A/N - Yeah, I know what you're thinking. "Why would you make the entrance to Shadowland the warehouse, Julianna? That's WAY too overused and cliché." Well, I have a perfectly good explanation for that - which will be explained in later chapters. There's TONS of plot twists coming up for you guys, and I know you're either going to love them or curse me out...

Well, I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Hopefully I can finish chapter 8 of Lost & Found before Thursday, so I can get a head start on chapter 36; I only have two days a week to finish a chapter of Don't Be Afraid, so I try to do the best I can to make them presentable, only having 48 hours to make final edits and cuts. Chapter 36 will be posted on May 5th, so look out for that!

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~Nickelodeon (;