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“Tuwid na daan.” Whatever. This was the last thing I heard before everything went black.
I knew it. I was right all along, ChiNoy really was planning something. I don’t know what yet though. Here I am, chained up. I think I’m still inside the palace.
It’s dark in here but it’s not too dark for me to know that I’m in a jail.
“Joe?” A voice echoes from somewhere far.
“Pucha. Nadale tayo, boy. Nakakainis. Nadala ako sa pagkaing hinanda nila.” Mr. Senator’s here
with me. I’m glad to have heard his voice, but I’m worried that I’m not hearing the voice of Carla. “Where are the others? Father? Askal? Carla? What the hell is going
on?” I say.
“Di ka pa rin ba marunong mag-Tagalog? Kahit na konti? Wala ako sa mood mag-English e. Di ko alam kung nasan sila. We were poisoned ata. Sorry, na
