Chapter 1.3 (by Grace)
“HORATIO!!” Eric and Tiny yelled in unison, “Stop!” They raced after their friend and nearly collided with him when they finally caught up to him.
Horatio was shaking and breathing rapidly. He felt like his heart was going to pound right out of his chest.
“Horatio,” Tiny asked, “what did you see that freaked you out so bad?”
Horatio got his breathing under control and finally said, “The giant box had a face trapped in the glass. And it seemed like it wanted to talk to me. Or well, communicate some how. But then out of nowhere, it was attacked!”
Eric’s beak dropped open in shock. “By what?”
“I don’t know, man. But all I could think was, ‘What if I’m next?'”
“But what about the face? In the glass? What did it look like?” Tiny demanded.
Horatio, exasperated, whined, “I don’t know! It all happened so fa- Tiny! Where are you going?!”
“I want to get a look at the face!”