Chapter 3: Playtime Choas
"So not all trainers are nice?" questioned Rocky.
I had just finished explaining what my mother had told me to my friends. They had sat through the speech, but it seemed as though none of the information was getting to them. They were asking questions that I had obviously answered in my explanation.
"Yes Rocky, not all trainers are nice."
He looked at me as though I had just spoken in a foreign tongue. I sighed. None of this was getting through to any of them. They had all been so used to thinking that all humans were kind, and their minds wouldn't process this new information.
"Are there a lot of these humans?" Sunny asked.
"I don't know, my mom didn't say how many there were. She just said to watch out for them."
All of my friends looked at me, their faces full of unasked questions and confusion.
"Well enough said about that, lets play hide and seek," I suggested, sick of trying to get the concept into their heads.
"Ok," they said.
"Who wants to be 'it'?" I asked.
"I will," said Breezy.
With our positions set, we were ready to play. We watched as Breezy went over to a tree to count to 20.
"1.........."
With the first number uttered, we all sprinted around in different directions, all looking for that 'perfect' hiding spot. I ran into the woods, into an area I was unfamiliar with. I paid careful attention to where I was going, so that I would be able to find my way back out if necessary.
"2..........3..........4..........5..........6..........7..........8..........9..........10..........11..........12..........13.........."
I began to look for something to hide in, but was having trouble actually finding something.
"14..........15..........16..........17.........."
Now I was becoming desperate to find something. I took a final glance around and saw two large rocks that were close together. In between the two was a small opening that I could squeeze into. With only a few seconds left, I dashed over to my hiding spot.
"18..........19.........."
I squeezed my body into the small opening. It was hard to get into, but was much more spacious on the inside.
"20 Ready or not, here I come!"
I heard Breezy's paws push aside the dirt as she dashed around, looking for her friends. I listened to her paws and her excited screams when she found someone. My eyes began to feel heavy, and I feel asleep in my hiding spot.
When I awoke the world around me was dark. Realizing how long I had slept, I quickly leapt to my feet, and squeezed back through the entrance. When I managed to get out, I looked around. Now that it was dark, nothing looked familiar. I panicked, dashing about, not knowing where to go. While about my mad dash, I ran into something.
"Owww!"
The voice sounded familiar to my ears, and I cried out in happiness.
"Miracle!" I shouted in joy.
"Desire?!"
I looked at him. Although I couldn't see his face that well in the dark, I knew that he was overjoyed to have found someone else too.
"So why are you here?" he asked.
"Breezy never found me."
"Same here."
While he was speaking, I sensed the air around us becoming darker, as if something were looming overhead. I tried to ignore it, but it was beginning to creep me out. Before I could ask Miracle about it, a burlap bag was thrown over my body. I thrashed about, kicking, clawing, and biting at whatever I could get a hold of. I heard two deep voices while I was thrashing about.
"Got it?"
"Yeah."
I continued to thrash about and bit at the sides of the container, hoping to break loose, but the burlap was too thick. What had I gotten myself into?