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*He looked back at Carlos, more confused before shrugging* nah, I’m fine.

*Carlos drops his hand and nods* Okay. Stay close, then. *He
takes out his phone and turns on his light.* Which way to the tents?

*Max nods* They’re back by the mess hall but right instead.

Right, okay. Let’s go. *shines the flashlight out in front
of them so they could see their path*

This is the time of night QM does,,,, stuff,,,,, at spooky island.

*He looks at Max curiously* Stuff? What kind of stuff?

*Max looks at him with extreame Caution* y o u d o n t w a n t t o k n o w.

*Carlos gets concerned* Uh… M-Max, my daughter’s also
attending the camp. The way you say that… makes me think I really ought to
know.

*Max looks around making sure QM isn’t anywhere* I could tell you but,, he might hear..

Max – my daughter is here. I need you to tell me
if she’s in danger in any way. I’m sorry, but I’d rather you not be cryptic to me.

She’s not in physical danger,,, forthemostpart, we’re just,, not allowed at spooky island,, anymore,, so as long as we all stay here we should be fine.

*Sighs, a little frustrated* Max… kiddo. I’m being serious.
I need you to be straight with me – what’s at Spooky Island?

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