Chapter 1.5 (Grace)

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Chapter 1.5 (by Grace)

Eric shook himself in disgust. Horatio thought he was brave, but Tiny wasn’t afraid of anything. This did not bode well. He turned to Horatio.”Don’t just sit there with your beak open like food is gonna come to you! We have to catch up to her before she does something dumb and goes into the box!”

Eric pushed Horatio off the branch and took off after Tiny. Horatio took off after Eric.

When the boys caught up to Tiny, she was hopping back and forth on the ledge, pecking at the glass. They could hear her calling for the face.

“Hello? Big Face? Are you there? Hello? Are you okay?”

Horatio and Eric landed on the ledge by Tiny. They were both really nervous and kept fluttering up high trying to see, and also in case they needed to get away quickly. Eric narrowed his eyes.

“Hey! I think I see something in the back where the light is…” he trailed off, “…um, guys? What is that?!”

Tiny and Horatio flitted up to where Eric was to see what he was looking at in the back of the room.

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Chapter 1.3 (Grace)

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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!”

Chapter 1.1 (Grace)

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Chapter 1.1 (by Grace)

Horatio and his friends flitted and hopped around the grass and concrete looking for tasty morsels and complaining about the water falling out of the sky.

“I already took a bath this week!” complained Eric, “I wish I had known it was going to be a water day today. I would have waited!”

Tiny shook herself in disgust. “Eric, you should bathe more than once a week! I was wondering what that smell was.”

While his friends bantered back and forth, Horatio tried to appear casual as he hopped closer and closer to the giant box the giant flightless birds kept going into and out of. He always felt like someone or something was watching them whenever they hung out near this particular box.

This was the closest he’d ever dared to come to the box when suddenly, he saw it. There was a face in the box! He gave a startled yell and took flight. His panic caught his friends off-guard and they took off after him.

“Horatio! Horatio! Wait up!”

But he was too scared to stop.