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Chapter Two
So, erm, my plan to find a nice – non bow wielding, non pixie settlement of people has fell kind of flat.
So I am back again, in my tree; thinking of alternatives.
Life in a tree wouldn't be that bad would it? Living off what I can find? Being a self –sufficient free range human could be fun! Especially when you think about it over and over again until words loose all meaning...
I am so gonna die.
I'm just going to sit in my tree and stare like some deranged pigeon, until I can think of some solution.
Looks like I am going to be a pigeon for a long time.
I was staring blankly into space, thinking about life when I heard a voice.
"Come down from that tree!" Some random voice shouted.
I was going to shout "Hey buster, get your own bloody tree!" When logic overtook my reasoning and told me it would be best to shut up.
If I ignore the problem, he might go away.
"Come down from that tree immediatly!" he shouted again.
So that plan goes out the window, hmm, what to do now? Best put him in his place.
"No" I said flatly.
There was a lot of whispering after that, it seems there are several random voices. Deciding to find out how many there were, I looked down between the branches. There were about 5 of them, all these tall, sophisticated blond people, with shiny hair and floaty capes. Looks like some sort of perverted Gap advert.
Then, one of them looked straight at me. There I was thinking I was all camouflaged, well that's burst my bubble for sure.
"If you do not come down now, we will shoot you as a spy!" Another said.
What were they on about? Me? A spy! That's so ridiculous that it's funny!
Ha ha ha.
Funny at it may seem, I didn't intend on getting shot again, so I decided to comply.
"Fine! Have it your way!" I shouted at them.
Climbing out of a tree is not a particularly easy thing to do.
I jumped the last few feet and landed with a splatter in the mud. I gave them the old 'narrowing of the eyes' treatment, so that they knew just how I felt about being ordered about.
I must have looked a mess, a bloody shoulder, sodden and shivering. They started to whisper again, until one of them stepped forward. "You will come with us." He said.
One of those decision times again, should I or shouldn't I? Well what have I got to lose? I doubt they would let me go back into my tree, or even anywhere for that matter.
"Where are you going?" I asked them.
They just ignored me and started walking. I followed on at the back. Hmm, maybe I will get food?
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Mori
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