Safe house
The shady group approached the young boy, his attention sprang up. He looked up, and smiled an grin at the group. "Hi! I'm Jay!" the boy said, in an cheerful tone, his Canadian-British accent was wonderful and strong. "Nice name! Where's your parents?" asked Perry. "Th-ey-re gone, lost in the fire by the traitors..." replied the shell shocked boy. "Well, come with us. We can get you to an safe place from this terrible war." said Birdie, in an calm quiet parent like vibe. The group had led him back to the machine. "What is that thing?! An box?!" said Jay, in an frightful tone. "The way to the safe home, the present..." Cory replied. "May I go first?!" Jay sounded excited all of an sudden. "Sure." Cory replied to Jay.Join Qfeast to read the entire story!
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