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IMP novel Chapter 35

"What track next?"

One of the twelve men asked. None was the leader. The leader thingy seemed not to be working for any of them. They had been through the noise and the odds and the fight and the all. Twas time to get things the right way if they were ever going to make any progress.

"I suggest we keep trailing this. Where else could we possibly take?"

Another one asked. He looked at the first guy who had spoken. He wasn't a fan of his but they were obviously not there to figure out there differences. They were there for their leader who had been abducted by the fucking monster.

"I'm feeling terribly hot."

Another of the guys said. The first guy who had spoken ate the third guy up with a fiery ogle.

"Hot indeed."

He muttered to him. The third seemed to had heard him and walked up straight to him.

"Now I have no right to tell how I feel?"

He shot at the first guy. The first guy measured him up and chuckled into his large nose.

"What matters now is not what's right to you but what's right to us. When we are worried about what road next to take you're worried about being hot or something. How caged is your thought. If you were the one in the wild, abducted by the monster, would you had even been able to think of that word let alone use it? Hot!"

He said, messing his face up to emphasize the strength of his mockery. The third guy looked away for some whiles and said,

Chapter 35: The twelve and the Imp 1

Chapter 35: The twelve and the Imp 2

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