This was very boring. The two friends exposed his past without mercy, which made Jones angry and drove them out directly.

The two looked at each other outside the attic, but finally chose to leave. They were embarrassed to have a conflict and have dinner here.

Mrs. Logan didn't understand what was going on. She probably knew that there was a conflict between the three of them, so she knocked on the door of the attic: "Do you need me to comfort you?"

“…No, I won’t have supper.”

"Are you sure?"

“…”

After a while, Jones opened the door and said unwillingly: "I only eat a little."

After dinner, Jones returned to the attic and was still fiddling with the magical creature in his own nest, but unfortunately he still had no response.

"What's wrong with you? The morning is still fine."

After hesitating, Jones carefully reached out and took out the wet "bark".

In fact, it looks very similar to "tree bark", but when you touch it, you will notice that this thing has a smooth fleshy feeling, not the rough feeling of the bark, but it looks like a piece of fat. When you look closer, you can also see very fine particles on the surface.

"Are you hungry?"

Jones hesitated, but thought that after picking up this thing, he lost a lot of things but didn't see it eat. Even if he knew it was hungry, he didn't know how to feed it.

Besides, I looked up and down but didn't see any mouth.

"By the way, you don't have a name yet... They say you are a bark, but indeed, you look like a bark, so why not just call you a bark? If you think the name is not good, will you have a little reaction?"

He murmured to himself, putting the magical creature on the table, constantly touching it with his fingers.

Mrs. Logan was very strict with the children at home. At 9:30 pm, the lights had to be turned off and rested. Originally, Jones' room was on the second floor, but he was trying to live in the attic room. Mrs. Logan would not object. She gave her a good advice and closed the door.

Jones tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became. He had made a big discovery and wanted to shock his friends, but why did things turn out like this?

He touched the radio on the bed. All three of them had a radio for secret contact. They often hid in the bed and chatted after the lights were turned off at night, but tonight, he did not turn on the computer.

He was still angry. Even if the magical creature was not effective for the time being, why did the two friends deliberately sabotage it? Is the friendship between the three people so shallow?

"Bang..."

Just as Jones stuffed the "bark" into his chest and put it on, a slight sound suddenly came from outside. He was shocked and pushed open the window and looked out. With the brighter moonlight, he saw his sister Emma climbing carefully outside the house, trying to take a detour from the second floor.

"What are you doing?"

Jones asked.

Suddenly, a sound came from the top of my head, almost scaring Emma to death. When I looked up, it was my younger brother and said angrily: "It's not your business."

"Then I'm going to tell my mom."

"You little devil who loves to complain."

Emma was a little difficult to get on the road, so she had to say: "My friends wanted to go on a night adventure together, so I would like to go with her."

Jones's eyes lit up: "I'm going too."

"No." Emma refused without thinking: "You have to go to bed immediately."

"Then I'll tell my mom that you're not in the room."

"Well, it's not a big deal for children to go to bed later, but you have to promise me that you can't run around, you'll just be with me."

"no problem."

Without saying a word, Jones immediately went to put on his clothes. He hesitated for a while and did not bring a radio. Instead, he stuffed the "leaf" into his pants pocket and drilled out along the attic window.

He had never done such a bold thing, which meant he ran out for adventures privately at night, but had been to the roof many times, more familiar than his sister. Under Emma's instructions, there was a ladder leaning against the inside of the garden on the second floor, so he could easily go down.

"You must have been prepared."

Jones looked at the ladder, which was definitely here in advance, otherwise the ladder should be folded and placed in the garage.

"Don't say so much nonsense."

Emma impatiently asked her brother to follow behind, cross the street in front of the door, and walk under the tree. A pickup truck that had been parked long ago in the distance was chatting and laughing. When she saw Emma coming and greeting her.

"Why did you bring your brother with you?"

The lead young man who was smoking a cigarette crushed the cigarette, hugged Emma and kissed her for a moment, let go of her, stared at Jones standing next to her and said speechlessly.

"If I don't let him follow, I won't be able to get out."

Emma is more helpless than him.

"You are Emma's younger brother? You look so weak."

Another young man was wearing a cold shirt in the winter and didn't feel cold. His arms were full of tattoos. He hugged a young woman who was also radiant and laughed at Jones.

Jones didn't like these two people and didn't say anything.

"Okay, get in the car."

The young man who smoked was the driver. He asked Emma to sit in the passenger seat and squeezed with Jones, and behind him were two companions.

The pickup truck looked a little worn and it was still thudding when driving, but no one in the car car cared for it, and as soon as the music was opened, it got excited.

Both of them were smoking, and the driver was smoking. Jones put his head by the window and sucked the cold wind blowing in from outside to feel better.

“Where are we going?”

Jones asked.

"Go to the shadow of the lake."

Emma answered.

"What are you doing there?"

The shadow of the lake is about ten kilometers away from the town. It is an island in the middle of the lake. In the 1930s, it was once the residence of a certain family. Later, it was sparsely populated and gradually declined. Finally, in the 1980s, the last generation died. Since then, the manor on the lake is no longer crowded.

So far, it has been abandoned for more than 20 years.

"Someone saw ghostly figures appearing on the island in the middle of the lake."

A head stretched out from the back of the car, and it was the young man who seemed to be in a mess. He chuckled, "I am Harper, what's your name?"

He was obviously saying this to Jones.

Jones doesn't know this young man, he only knows his sister's boyfriend Lucas, and he also hates this guy who looks like a bastard.

But he is not a fool. He has long known that he cannot express or express his annoyance in his heart. "I am Jones."

"Okay, Jones, welcome to our big adventure."
Chapter completed!