Twelve

As all that was going on, George and I waited outside the chief's home and snuck in when the guards left to join the angry mob. We went straight to the basement, dodging and hiding from guards all the while. After a nerve racking trip, we made it to where the girls were being held, but we were greeted with the chief instead of a room full of girls.

     He offered to let us go if we stayed quiet about the whole situation. I went to reject him, but George took advantage of this opportunity and got him to tell us why he kidnapped them in the first place. He told us that "the girls would fetch a high price if sold to the right person" and that George and I "shouldn't stick our noses into other people's business." He then threw us out, and George was pretty discouraged.

     I didn't know what to do either until the wind came out of nowhere and blew me towards a tree that had a torn piece of fabric on it. We followed the trail back to a shed in the woods, and almost like magic, found all the girls. We filled them in on the plan and headed back to the chief's home, hoping the plan would hold.