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Tokens 2 - Chapter 1 - Recontainment

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Josh pulled me out from his hoodie pocket. He stared at me intently, almost as if he were trying to communicate directly through eyesight. I could tell that he was just having trouble finding the proper words for this situation. If that truly was the I.M.S. knocking on the door, where would we go? How could we get away?

“Josh!” I shouted up to him, hoping that my tiny voice couldn’t reach the other side of the door. “The window! Quick!” I said, pointing to the window across the room which led to the back of the small motel. He nodded, quickly grabbing all of my tiny belongings off the nightstand and tossing them into his backpack along with his wallet and cell phone. The commotion must have truly tipped off the thug at the door because he finally announced himself.

“I.M.S! OPEN THIS DOOR IMMEDIATELY!” He shouted, his voice shaking me to the core. It couldn’t happen. They couldn’t find us!

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