@ScarletAndHerSides
“He found the rock didn’t he.”
“He found the rock didn’t he.”
"Yeah." He turned back to the river. "We just have to find it now…."
Lucille sighed, and started to look around.
(Hey I have returned)
(Oh hello. :O)
Dexter rubbed his hands along the riverbed. There had to be something. His hand brushed over something……warm. He picked it up. A perfectly smooth, ruby red stone. "I FOUND IT!"
“It looks like a ruby.”
"It's not." He said. "It's really warm." He looked at her. "Ready?"
“No isn’t an allowed answer, is it?”
"Nope so put your hand on the rock count of three." He slipped a glove off one of his hands. "One….two…..THREE!"
(So are they going to land like last time?)
(Yeah)
“Where the heck are we?”
Dexter sat up. It was pitch black wherever they were. he reached his hand out. Stone. "I have no clue."
A quiet whimpering sound came from next to them.
“So where’s Tyson. Also I can’t see my own hands.”
"Lucille?" the voice came from the right.
“Yea?”
"Lordy…..it's me dingus…."
“You’re a dingus.”
"No it's Tyson. You know, the guy with the injured leg? The guy who you called a baby deer? It's me."
“I realized that a long time ago you dingus.”
"Listen, I think my other leg is twisted or something cus I can't feel it."
“That’s not good.”
"Yes. That means I can't walk. So could you just try and find me here? I want to know I'm not hallucinating."
“I think I’m the one hallucinating and I also think Dexter is either gone, unconscious, or dead.”
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