its hopeless we have been wondering around for weeks now and no sign of safety that is until we found a mountain that looked like a giant thumb, my grandpa told me stories about my ancestors climbing this mountain but until then i thought it was just a story, climbing this mountain was the most physically draining activity i ever did, about half way zero told me that he stole those shoes, and that he was sorry, when we finally made it to the top there was a pond and onions, it was shady and as zero began to drink i felt a cense of courage, a cense of happiness like for once in my life i could do anything, the next day zero and i left the garden and searched for the camp, about an hour later i thought why not dig up another hole, so zero and i started to dig and dig and dig until i hit something, so we stopped to pull the mysterious object out, and we found the mythical kate barlows treasure.
as we celebrated a swarm of yellow spotted lizards came rushing out of the hole and we just froze up in fear.
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