>>24630050 >>24630114 >You were not too eager to take even single step on lawn covered by leaf rug. >Something told you that there might be hidden holes full of awful surprises there.
"Have you taken any paper with you, and something to write on it?" you murmured. >"Of course, Spring, here you are" she went through her bag and gave you one regular, not torn, paper sheet and a pencil. >You wrote simple note: 'I'm a survivor and I want to meet you somewhere nearby. In the open, so I can see you and you can see me.' >Then you crossed out 'somewhere nearby' and faced Cushions.
"Do you know any open space nerby? Playground, hoofball field, park?" you asked quietly. >"Well, there's a school two blocks north, towards city. It has a playground."
"Thanks." >You replied while replacing nearby and in the open part by 'local school's playground'. >Then you sneaked towards possesion's borders with intention to place your absolutely flawless note on pavement. >Before you achieved your target, all of a sudden one of front windows opened widely with audible creak. >>"Get outta my fooken property, ya punk!" >Multiple unknown particles flown high over your head after you heard double-barrel shot. >>"Ain't no loot fer ya here!" orangish stallion yelled from the window, aiming at you.