read here! Hide and seek is a curse. I've been a hider forever, living in an old troop base until we were infiltrated. I don't know if anyone made it out. I blew out my candle. Time for bed. I found some old melatonin to help me sleep instead of having insomnia because of the prospect of death. Why is our world like this? (the next morning) *beep beep beep* "AHHH!" I scream, jolting awake. I relaxe. It's just my alarm. I slam the loud beeping off and look at the window. "Should I go outside?" I think. I haven't been outside in months, but whenever I work up the courage something happens that keeps me in. Whether a nearby travelling hunter camp or a scout, I wait until after they leave. And then I wait forever. I sigh. I'm not going out. I go to gather my supplies from the closet. As I'm coming out, I bang my head on a shelf. "Ow." I wince. Something falls to the ground. It's an old hunter uniform! It must've been from a spy from the old troop. "I guess I'm going out after all." I say, picking up the hunter uniform. I put it on. Security upgrade! Heart + Star for pt. 2!
This is based off a random short video I was making on iMovie. I still haven't finished it....
