chapter one: Trading.

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   Well, it was just a normal day in jamma, people screaming "TRADE ME" and people trying to scam. I see the occasional "boys my den!" But I just roll my eyes. Today I was my green fox, which was my main look. It wore a red coat, had red eyes, and had little green bumble bee antenna sitting on its head. I decide to do some trading attempts for an artwork I worked quite a bit on. It had sixteen likes, I felt kinda accomplished.
   "Doing trade attempts for my art, sorry if I decline!" I spoke into the crowd of jammers. I got a few trades. A diamond shop spike, (the short one) last weeks rare item Monday, and a pet mouse. I already had a mouse named "Micro girl" so I declined. I felt I only need about one of each pet.
   I soon got tired of trading so I took my invader zim art off my list. (I know, NEEEEERD) then a black arctic wolf wearing a head feather, a bone tail, a black short, and completely white eyes it's name, was princess Orange mountain. All the rares were normal, just the look, was... a little disturbing.
   It spoke, "rare spike giveaway my den!" I was severely bored, so I clicked on his name tag. Thank Mira the den wasn't locked, it was a classic troll. I slowly clicked on the den button.
   "This better not be a scam... I said as I turned on my screen recorder. If it was a scam, I was prepared, but it was much worse than a scam, much worse.

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