It's been ages since I made a new chapter to this... Time for a new one eh people?
Chapter 9
Path of Paramonia Part III
The capture...
Munch crept back through the gap in the bush and shook the thorns and leaves off of his slimey body.
"Woah... what the hell was that all about?" he asked himself, hopping back to the wooden platform.
He quickly made his way back to where Abe and the others were.
But instead of seeing Abe he saw the wall they were hiding behind crumbled and the Mudokons and the Elum were nowhere to be seen.
Munch called for his friend. "Abe, buddy, where the hell are you?"
There was no answer...
The lone gabbit struggled on, through a narrow cave and out, he found himself in a circle of pine trees, where he laid down to rest, it was getting pretty dark, it was very hard to see.
He thought to himself, what if those freakin' sligs got Abe? Would they have shot him? As he thought this, he drifted into an easy sleep...
The next morning, Munch set of to find his friend again, he shuffled about in the spikey trees and came across a battered old well, perhaps he'd find his friends through here? He didn't take long to ponder, he bounced in and it sucked him through like a hoover, he shot out and landed in a pile of leaves.
The gabbit shook himself and lifted his head.
"What the fluff happened here?" he said loudly, he quickly muffled his croaky voice and stood up, the trees had been cut down, there were only stumps left. Munch heard an odd crackling noise nearby.
He slowly hopped about, looking for what had caused the sound.
"I tell you boss, we couldn't find the effing Gabbit anywhere!!
------- You sayin' we should go back? ------- Yeah, whatever, sir!" a Slig's voice seemed to be talking to somebody on a phone. "Schmuck!"
Munch froze, he had to hide, but where? His heart was thumping, the Slig was coming closer, he had to get to that well...
But as munch jumped madly to get to his destination, he tripped, typical.
"Crap! Just my luck!" the Gabbit cursed quietly, now crawling to the old well.
"He is so annoying, we Sligs WILL triumph one day..." the Slig said, he had travelled down a long hill, which had a ship on it.
Munch gulped, he rolled over, and there it was, the annoyed slig standing over him.
"Well well, what do we have here?"
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