Chapter 3

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"CRAIG!!" -

"CRAIG!!" - Clyde yelled down a village street - "WHERE ARE YOU?!" -

"It's useless Clyde, we've already covered the ENTIRE village and there isn't a single sign of Craig" - Tolkien said beginning to lose hope.

"No! I'm sure he's out there! It's Craig, he can't be dead!" Clyde replied as his eyes began to fill with water.

"Clyde..."

"LET'S FIND HIM!!" - Clyde said as his tears ran down his cheeks.

"We'll do it Clyde, but Craig is obviously not in the village" - Tolkien said.

"But where else could he have gone? The only place left to check is the..." Clyde paused sharply. "No...Craig wouldn't be such an idiot to go there...would he?" " - Clyde questioned his friend.

"We're talking about Craig, Craig Tucker, and if anyone in this village would dare to go in there, it would be Craig!" - Tolkien stated.

"SHIT! Stupid Craig. When we bring him back I'm going to hit him so hard!" - Clyde said annoyed, because he knew that Craig was there, in that stupid forest.

"We have to go there and find it" - Tolkien said.

"But we don't know anything about combat, Tolkien. We can die there!" - The white-skinned one emphasized.

"Well, we need someone to help us" - Tolkien said.

"Who could help us? Craig was the only one who knew combat, him and...STAN!!" Clyde said.

"Stan, are you sure?" Tolkien asked.

"Sure, Stan is like Craig, only less of an idiot, he'll help us" - Clyde said pulling Tolkien's arm to follow him.

"Sure, Stan is like Craig, only less of an idiot, he'll help us" - Clyde said pulling Tolkien's arm to follow him

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Stan was leaning against the wall of a barn while playing some notes on his guitar, he really enjoyed being like this, without discomfort, without worries, but his peace and tranquility were interrupted when he was called by his two friends, Clyde and Tolkien.

"Hey, Stan" - The brunette greeted the black-haired man.

"Hey guys. How are you?" Stan asked, he really liked Tolkien and Clyde.

"Well, you know, doing things, hehe" - The brown-haired man said with some nerves.

"I heard about Craig, I'm so sorry, it looked like he was a good friend to you" - Stan said, with his most sincere condolences.

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