A Clue is something…
Something someone else has lost.
P:”What are we looking for?”
R:”Seeds.”
Screams.
Throbbing screams.
Throbbing?
I panicked.
I don’t even know what Throbbing means.
P:”It’s usual?”
R:”I never come here.”
P:”But you know the place.”
R:”I know my objective.
It suffices me.”
P:”The fling…”
R:”?”
A rock’s thrown at us.
Another?!
P:”This?”
R:”Must be an animal.”
P:”They don’t use objects.”
R:”Some do.”
Again?!
I get the rocks & throw them back.
Screams comes off the bushes.
Not the same type of scream.
The 1st ones…
I know they weren’t animals.
P:”What are we looking for?”
R:”You cannot miss them.”
P:”Tell me.”
R:”They’ll be on our way.”
P:”Tell.”
R:”…”
P:”…”
R:”Enjoy the scenery.”
The vegetation is lush.
I haven’t seen much of it recently.
Should I enjoy myself?
The scenery is good enough.
But if another of these people come off the bushes.
If they were to attack us.
Why can’t I have a weapon?
P:”…
?!”
R:”I told you, didn’t I?”
P:”I want a weapon.”
R:”No point.”