Rosalyn sat down on the floor and sighed, "I have really bad feeling about this." she said, looking at all the others. "I feel like someone's watching us." She whispered, her voice full of worry. She brought her knees up to her chest and looked around, into the trees, suspiciously.
Dylan's nostrils flared again as he heard Rosalyn's worried. "Oh what you don't know, you little-" he trailed off, muttering indecent words about Rosalyn to himself. He impatiently got up off the floor and started to pace in circles. He couldn't wait for Vega to arrive, he wanted to take action already.
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