"Shoot!!! Whoops, out of ammunition!" - Murck
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CHAPTER THREE: CAPTURED!
The sligs where falling down and down and down... suddenly, they fell in a tree. They climbed down, and Morck said: "Wow, lucky we. We could have been dead!" "Where are we?" said Flir. "We are in muun forest." said Kneth. "We can still complete our mission, if we find those mudokon terrorists."
They walked a day long trough the forest, when they a pack of paramites...
"C'mon, shoot them!" said Morck. "We gonna cook them!" They shot the paramites, but then, suddenly...
"Freeze!" But it whas not said by a slig. It was a mudokon. A mudokon with feathers on his head. "Freeze! You are surrounded!"
The sligs where surrounded by mudokons with feathers on their heads en clubs in their hands. Others of them carried slings, and on a nearby hill stood a big catapult, loaded with big stones, so they where even a danger for the flying sligs. "Shoot!!!" yelled Murck. "Whoops, out of ammunition!" "Me too!" said the other sligs. "Come with us to our village. We won't hurt you when you do what we say." said the mudokon. So the sligs followed the mudokons to the village.
All but one: Kneth. Kneth watched from a distance, and swore by himself to free his friends.
Will he succeed?!
TO BE CONTINUED!
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