"Hey! Can anybody read?" David shouted.

"No."

"Nope."

"Nuh-uh."

"Not a word."

"What do you mean anyway, Dave? You know we're all illiterate." D.C. came up behind David and stared at the tattered piece of paper he was holding. "Where'd you find that?"

"It was stuck in the ground; wedged between something."

"Well, it's no good to us since none of us can read."

"Wait a second." Devon, the oldest, stood up. "I can read."

"Huh?!" D.C. and David were surprised.

"Well, I learned a little before I came here." The others had gathered forming a small audience. Devon took the paper from David and smoothed it out. Slowly he began to read the faded ink.

"I... I'm sorry. The light was so strong, but the darkness was somehow stronger. Myotismon..."

Devon paused for a moment as everyone shared faces of shock.

"Myotismon had been defeated twice before. MaloMyotismon was too strong for our Digimon. Now both worlds are controlled by darkness. We're all so sorry. Sorry that we lost."

The 't' trailed off, the last letter written by a dying hand. There were red splotches at the bottom of page.

"That's blood, isn't it?" Courtney asked nearly in tears. She didn't need to ask, for they all knew it was.

"Where exactly did you find it?" Cade asked.

"Right there." David replied, pointing to a pile of up turned dirt. Cade bent down and started brushing dirt away.

They all gasped and Courtney couldn't hold back here tears any longer. Minutes earlier the note had been gripped by a skeleton.