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Episode 8

Posted on by under C'est parti !

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-Ils ont tous disparu en même temps, dit soudain Amazia. Y compris Alex, le plus grand, qui était sur un lit d’hôpital à ce moment-là.

-Et le bébé aussi ? a presque crié Cody.

Tehe. Il avait vraiment craqué pour ce petit bout de chamallow… J’allais pouvoir me foutre de sa poire jusqu’à la fin des temps avec cette histoire !

-Oui, Leo aussi, a soupiré la vieille lady en tripotant sa tasse à café.

-Vous avez des indices ? j’ai demandé. Quelqu’un qui en veut à votre famille ?

Elle a eu l’air toute bizarre pendant genre un quart de seconde, mais finalement quand elle a ouvert la bouche ça a donné ça:

-Aucun indice.

Echange de regards avec Cody. Trop génial.

-Si vous voulez, vous pouvez vous rendre à l’endroit où la plupart ont disparu. Au parc.

Elle a marqué un truc sur un morceau de papier et nous l’a tendu.

-Tenez. Voici l’adresse.

Episode 3

Posted on by under English

flècheA necklace. That crazy dude had sent us a necklace! What a joke. A beaded necklace that was as tired and cranky as a grandpa. With a silver plaque in its center, decorated with broken turquoises.

The turquoises were a good choice though. According to our grandfather’s people, the Navajos, (yeah we’re Red Skins, baby!) it brings good luck. Still, why would you send a necklace to twin brothers?

I took it to get a closer look. Jack searched inside the envelope and pulled out something else. A photo of an old Indian lady in her backyard. She had a creeper smile. And the necklace in her hand. That was just SO weird!

Inside the envelope was another picture with a bunch of people of about our age, plus little kids. The older ones looked like buddies, all smiling and holding each other by the shoulders. A baby seemed to be looking straight into our eyes. Blond hair, blue eyes yet surprisingly colorful skin. A tanned angel. He was clinging on to his teddy bear without a smile. It was like somebody had just told him that he would never get to eat Nutella in his whole life anymore.

Don’t know if that one particular thought scared me, but the baby gave me the chills for sure. I started getting goosebumps.

‘ LETTER!’ screamed Jack.

I rushed towards him.

‘It’s from that old Indian lady.’