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[threedontknows]

[That'd be nice. I hope I'd turn into a turtle. I could sit in the sun and someone could feed me lettuce all day.]

[creeksidealtarboy]

[You'd be a cute turtle. I'd be a bird.

Something with wings and I'd fly over everyone. Maybe I'd carry you.]

[threedontknows]

[You'd have to, I'd be very tired being a turtle. You'd need to put me on a nice, warm rock.

And there's a drawing of a turtle and a bird sitting on a stone together.]

[creeksidealtarboy]

[He puts in numbers for another book, this one about turtles.

Which one?]

[threedontknows]

[Huaisang chooses a very nice turtle in the book, and makes a few marks above it.

How long until we can see each other again?]

[creeksidealtarboy]

[I don't know.

I want to see you real bad though. Maybe we could stay up all night again.

He can only hope he understands.]

[threedontknows]

[He understands fully.

I feel like I'm being treated like a child.

I deserve it, but it doesn't make it any less humilating.]

[creeksidealtarboy]

[Tell me about it when we meet, alright?]

[threedontknows]

[It's Huaisang's turn to leave another clue for the next book. He dog-ears a couple of pages, which if strung together will give Aaron the location of the next note:

Another book of ancient Chinese legends, specifically one about demons and fairies.

There isn't a note.]

[creeksidealtarboy]

[And the book will be gone but Aaron won't leave any more notes. They've been caught out.]