"Listen Hero, i love you but you and Will need to leave now! GO!" That was the last thing my mum said before we had left Walmart. Will Solace, my best friend, had been staying at my house while his mum was touring her newest album, so for the past week we've been hanging out, babysitting my little brothers and sister and obviously watching Star Wars (Will's choice, he's obsessed with it) but aside from that nothing really special has happened...Until we got attacked by some Walmart cashiers with flaming hair and one leg made of bronze and another of shaggy fur. So now I'm in the back of a tow truck with a backpack of vintage looking coins, some mars bars, coca-cola and an unconscious best friend heading to New York to some place my mum mentioned called Long Island in Montauk i think she said that anyway. "Hey, Hero" Will finally muttered after around 20 minutes of him being out cold. I don't know how but i could hear a voice telling me what to do to patch up the cuts we both got. weird am i right? " Where are we?" he opened his eyes blearily, his normally sky blue eyes were glassier and his sandy blond hair was tinted with blood. He tried to sit up, but almost fell back into the edges of the tow truck. I caught him, somehow just in time. "uhhh... we've just passed the Arkansas border." I said. Even though Will was fairly light my arms hurt so much that I could barely lift him."Hero, Please go to sleep I don't know why but i'm hearing a voice telling me you should sleep so I can bandage your arms properly."Will, whispered as if him lowering his voice would help me sleep. "say less"i muttered drowsily, slowly drifting off to sleep.
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