Hey everyone! Yes, I know I haven't updated in a long time *tries to look innocent* BUT IT WASN'T MY FAULT! Oh what the heck, I have terrible acting skills. I will do my best to update more frequently, and above all, I just read chapter nine, and I'm really sorry for leaving you to wonder about the fate of our protagonist. Anyways, CHAPTER TEN!

Upon making that discovery, I had begun to take short, shallow breaths, so that I was beginning to sway and feel faint. I was about to be MURDERED!

WHY did I go into the Dangerous Woods unarmed?!

Although, my weapon - wielding skills aren't great and I would probably end up making a fool of myself instead.

Well, at least this way it wouldn't be an embarrassing death!

As I was thinking these deadly thoughts, I hadn't realized the guy was getting a sort of exasperated look on his face.

"NO. For the last time, I'm NOT the killer! Wait," he paused, looking at us. "You're always dressed in black! You're the killer! Aha! Just who I was looking for! Prepare to die!"

He still seems like the killer to me. He's about to murder me! Definition of a killer!

"Well," I said, "uh, you're kind of about to kill me, so you will be a killer, just, uh, wanted to point that out…"

I'm being really awkward here. Hey, would you be a social butterfly if you were talking to save your life?

If you would be, I am very impressed.

"That's not what I meant," he said. "You know the story your friends were telling?"

OMG HE KNOWS WHERE THE CAMP IS! WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!

He continues. "I was accused of being the killer because when the police came I was the only person around. I have no idea who the killer is (although I now suspect is you girls), but I plan to kill them and make them pay."

Oh. My. God. I still think he's the killer. Or at least a psycho.

"Well, that happened like, 20 years ago, didn't it?"

"17"

"I'm 13. I wasn't even alive."

"No way," he looked at me in utter disbelief. "You have to be at least 18 or something. You are way to tall and crazy to be 13. 13 year old girls sit around and read and do what they're told and stuff like that."

Boy teenagers have changed in these 200 years!

"Yeah, uh," I try to explain. "13 year old girls are, well, different in the future." He looks confused.

"Oh yeah, did I forget to mention? We're time travelers!"

"What?"

"Ya know, we travel through time! Although with most time travelers in books they get to choose where they go and we're stuck going to the stone ages. Anyways, we come from 2015 -"

CUT! It is officially 2016, but this story, although sort of long, has only described about 3 days. I know - this is going to take FOREVER to write. It'll probably be 2020 before they transition into 2016. Okay, ACTION!

"-, the age of technology, where there are cool things like phones and oh God, there wasn't even running water in 1805! How do you survive?"

"Wait. RUNNING WATER?! You mean you can just turn on a faucet and water comes out?!"
"YES! Like I said! Stone ages!" We then just stood there for a second and could come up with nothing more to say.

"So, then you're not the killer?" I asked tentatively, hoping that now wouldn't be the time he pulled out his knife and murdered me.

"No. I take it that your are not?"

"Nope."

"Well, this is awkward."

"Hey, do you happen to know what has become of two people named Alex and Valjean?" I asked, 'cause I desperately need to know. "I'm kind of going to be toast if I don't find them by the end of the night.

"Toast?"

"UGH! WHY DID I HAVE TO GO TO THE STONE AGES!"

"Ummm…" He probably wasn't used to girls being as loud and crazy as I was.

"It means I'm going to get in a lot of trouble."

"Oh. Well, I don't know exactly, but I'm pretty sure I have a better idea than you do."

"Okay, um, good," I reply, transitioning into plan mode. "Stay there - I need to go get my friends and the Nerf Gun. Though I might mention that the gun we pointed at you wasn't real - the best it would do is give you a bad bruise. For intimidation purposes only.

"So anyways, I'll go find my friends and get our weapons and we'll meet you here in 15 minutes. Don't move." He nodded and leaned against a tree as I sprinted out of the forest and into the clearing.

"OMG!" Irina screamed at me. "I thought you were DEAD!"

"I'm not, but we will be if we don't hurry! Everyone, go get your supplies and the Nerf gun, we're leaving to rescue Alex right now!"

"What-"

"No time for explanations Alyssa!"

In 60 seconds flat we were back to the convict, panting.

"Okay," I began. "Where is he? Like, what salle or whatever!" Heck, I don't know what they're using as of 1805. I really should have payed more attention in my history class.

"Uh, I think they're in the solitary confinement cells. There's only one row." I nodd.

"Thanks!" I call as my friends and I start to run in the direction of the prison, and salute the guy.

Come on, I owed him! He was the secret to our success!

I'll try go get out Chapter 11 soon! At latest, it'll come out in June (stupid school testing) and during the summer the posting should be pretty consistent.