May 30, 2017
Mel held Olafr close as she ran towards the Jolly Roger. They had come across a few monkeys that had seemed innocent enough but quickly turned aggressive. Her blouse sleeve had been ripped, some claw marks on her arm, and Olafr had screamed as one grabbed at him before she hit the creature away with a stick. She’d swept her son up into her arms and ran, not stopping until she made it to the bar. “Killian!” she called out, unsure where she should enter. She looked around, listening for sounds of monkeys or other dangers.
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