Chapter 3 Teeny

After we got coffee I said goodbye to my friends and walked home with my brother and his friends. I walked a bit behind them with Agent S.

"So what's new?" I asked her.

"I'm dreading going back home in the Fall," she told me. She got a faraway look in her eyes and didn't talk to me, probably thinking about her home in Detroit, a human infested town.

We got home and went to our rooms. I fell asleep right away.

I had the weirdest dream that night. I dreamed about two cats sleeping in a dark and cold room, crying quietly.

"I wish mommy was still here," one said tearfully. The other, obviously the oldest, hugged her little sister.

"It's all right. We'll get away soon," she assured the little one. Then a door opened and a flood of light fell into a room.

"Quit talking!" a voice roared.

"Wake up! Wake up Teeny!" someone else said. I opened my eyes.

Where was I? I was in a well lit room… The store!

Tom Nook stood over me.

"Teeny? I think you've been sleepwalking!" he said.

"Oh! Sorry!" I apologized. How embarrassing. I walked out of the store and into the cold, dew stained morning. It was early and the first pale light was creeping over the cliffs.

I walked down to the beach. It was so pretty this morning. I took off my shoes and walked along the beach barefoot. The water lapped over my feet. Suddenly I felt something hard on my foot. I picked it up.

"Hmm…" I muttered. It was a message in a bottle! I opened it.

"Dear anyone:

HELP! He's got me… the raccoon… I don't wanna be a slave! Watch out for yourself…" It read.

It could just be a joke, or it could be something else…