Seabass’ Diary…Day 156…Escape Artists

August 21, 2017-  “You’re kidding yourself if you think that I’m going to call you that,” Simba said as I ignored him.

I stared out the window for a second and gulped. The ground had to be fifteen feet below us.

“This is way too high to jump!” I said.

“Shhh! We don’t know who is still in the house so keep it down! You’re going to get us caught!” Simba said through gritted teeth.

“I’m going to get us caught? You’re the one who got us into this mess in the first place!” I remind him.

“Because you’ve never got us into trouble right? Is that what you’re saying?”

“Just forget it! Focus on how we’re going to get out of here!” I said. My mind whirled, and my eyes settled on a bunch of blankets at the end of the bed.

“Wait a second…grab me those sheets,” I commanded. Simba didn’t ask any questions as he handed me three of them.

“We’ll tie these together and use them to climb down the side of the house; secure that end to this lamp, it should hold our weight,” I said.

Simba did as I said and quickly began making knots in the sheets, “This should do it!” He said.

“Good, now throw the other end out the window!”

“You go first,”Simba said, and I didn’t hesitate. I climbed out the window and peered over the edge,”This doesn’t completely reach the ground, but at least it’s only a six-foot drop from the end.

“Better than 15!” Simba echoed.

Suddenly, the door burst open, the sound scared me half to death, and I almost jumped out of my skin. Amelia was back, and she had caught us in the midst of our escape.

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Seabass’ Diary…Day 149…Escape

June 19, 2017- “Quickly, there is no time!” Simba shouted as I scrunched my eyes together and waited for a second while they adjusted to the lack of light.

Simba’s chest heaved from the level of exertion we had just been through, “GO!” he yelled and pushed me down a sleek silver tunnel that was angled into a sharp drop. I hit the ground with a THUD and steadied myself at the bottom.

Simba followed right behind me, and when all of our feet hit the ground, he quickly gave orders.

“Help me push this! We need to barricade ourselves!” Simba commanded and started pushing a large wooden plank with all of his might. I got on the other end, and we covered the opening of the pipe we had just slid down.

“That was close. This should hold them!  Dog won’t fit, but if by chance Hugo decides to risk following us down the pipe, he won’t be able to slither back up. He’d be trapped until someone moved the pipe and who knows how long that would take.” Simba said.

I could sense a tiny bit of relief in his voice, but I was not relieved by any means. I was more afraid now than I had ever been. Something told me that we were not out of danger.

“Where are we?” I asked.

“We’re just at the end of the block…about four or five houses down from ours I think…in a basement,” he said.

“What?”

“We’re in somebody’s basement. It looks like they’re renovating and thankfully, it saved our lives,” Simba said.

“Whose house are we in?” I felt my breath shorten and my pulse quicken as I anticipated Simba’s answer.

“It was our only choice!” Simba said sternly, “I didn’t plan this!”

I swallowed hard and looked for an escape route. My voice caught in my throat when I realized that the only way out was up the staircase and through the central part of the house.

“Please tell me this isn’t her house,” I said and shuddered at the thought.

“It might very well be,” Simba said. “There is only one way to find out.”

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Seabass’ Diary…Day 148…Change of Direction

June 12, 2017-Dog had his arm around my throat, and I could feel the cool metal from the switchblade against my skin. It was now or never, and if I didn’t do this right, I would be in serious medical trouble.

I glanced over at Simba one more time and gave him a quick nod. I grabbed Dog’s forearm with both hands and clamped down on him with all of the force in my jaw! I bit down until I tasted blood.

“AHHHHHHHHH!” Dog screamed. He simultaneously dropped the blade and released me. Hugo turned around, his eyes were filled with fury, and he loomed over top of us.

“RUN!” I yelled to Simba, and we both started sprinting in the same direction.

I heard a loud THUMP and turned to look back; Hugo was slithering toward us with great speed, and I knew that it would be a matter of seconds before he caught up to us. Dog was seething with anger as he gave chase, I could hear his heavy breathing and see the blood dripping from the place that I had wounded him.

“Follow me!” Simba commanded, and he turned on his heels in the opposite direction.

I obeyed and glanced behind us again, Dog’s feet skidded under him as he tried to pivot directions. He lost his footing and slid on the grass for a few seconds before regaining his momentum.

“Please tell me you have a plan!” I laboured. My breath was short, and my heart was pumping hard.

Simba’s eyes darted from side to side, and I knew that he was looking for an escape route. Hugo was gaining on us, and I could almost feel the thunder of dog’s footsteps closing in on us.

“Quick, in here!” Simba gasped as he grabbed me by the collar and pulled me into darkness.

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Seabass’ Diary…Day 145…Slither

May 22, 2017-I gulped at the sight of him. I gave my head a shake and remembered the advice that Simba had given me many years ago, during our first encounter with Hugo, he said, “Whatever you do, do not look him in the eye.” I blinked fast and tried to avoid eye contact. Rumour had it that Hugo’s eyes were mesmerizing, and I didn’t want to take a chance that they weren’t. After all, plenty of other animals had fallen under his spell by not heeding the warning and were led away to their untimely deaths.

“Hello SSSSSebassssstien,” he hissed.

He rocked his snake body back and forth and I could tell that he was positioning himself so that he could envelop me with his tail. If this happened he would quite literally either swallow me whole or squeeze me to death and then eat me. I did not want to experience either.

“We meet again,” I said disguising the fear in my voice. I took a few steps backward and released myself from the circle he had created around me.

“Yesssss! Where is SSSSSSimba?”

“I’m here. Don’t worry your hideous little face about it!” Simba sneered.

Hugo turned around and the sight of Simba made him smile.

“Now now, no need to be nassssssty. I’ve sssssimply come for sssssome help!” he hissed

“We don’t believe you,” Simba said. “Why should we, after everything you’ve done?”

Hugo chuckled, “Sssssso what? The passsst is in the passsst!”

I could tell that he was lying and by the look on Simba’s face, so could he.

“Tell us why you’re here,” I said. “Tell us why you’re here and we won’t harm you.”

“Now that’sssss funny! You harm me? Ssssay it issssn’t sssso!” he slithered.

“TELL US WHAT YOU WANT or I will not hesitate to tase you,” Simba said matter of factly. He was fearless and I admired his ability to stand his ground.

Hugo slithered around us again until we were both surrounded by his giant body. If he chose to squeeze us to death, there would be no escape.

“It’s my sssson, he’ssss misssssing,” Hugo hissed.

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Seabass’ Diary…Day 140…Unsure

April 20, 2017- My guts churned as I realized the facts. The tall, thin woman missing from the group meant that she was still at large. I didn’t want to think about her on the loose, lurking around our neighbourhood, waiting for her next opportunity to cause chaos in our seemingly normal lives.

There were so many things I’d have to sort out; the new found power of Simba and what he was really capable of, getting Bernard back to his family, making sure that the prison was secured and not in imminent danger, among a laundry list of other things. I hated feeling this way; so unsure of what was to come and the feeling of not knowing who was really around me.

All of us except the small, stupid human were taken back to the prison in a police car. She was being taken to the hospital because of her injuries. The large, stupid human took Bernard back to Monty’s house where his family was waiting; I watched from the window of the prison as the large, stupid human explained the ordeal to Bernard’s parents. Thankfully they looked shocked and sympathetic and seemed happy that Bernard was safe.

“Sebastien, may I speak to you for a moment?” Simba asked. I half-heartedly turned around and expected a lecture.

“I’m glad we’re all safe, I’m glad that this didn’t turn out as a worst possible scenario,” he continued.

“I’m glad we’re back too,” I paused for a moment and wondered if I should say anything else. Before I got a chance Simba spoke, “There’s something I need to tell you.”

I gave him my full attention and sat in silence at the prospect of what he was about to say. I braced myself and held my breath.

“I’m not who you think I am.”

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Seabass’ Diary…Day 106…Arrested

August 19, 2016- The animals left in a hurry and I urged them to take the wigs as a parting gift. The sound of sirens blared down the street and I waited for the police inside of the prison. Lights filled the driveway and news crews poured into the streets, everything was going according to plan. The police sectioned off the crowd and there had to be at least fifty uniformed officers. A loudspeaker boomed from outside and the voice on the other end said, “THIS IS THE POLICE! COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP!” Before I knew what was happening, five uniformed officers beat down the door and entered the prison.

The officers surveyed the situation and looked around at the scene. They held their breath because the smell of Stinky still lingered in the air. The shortest of the five called for help when he noticed that the tall, thin human in the corner was bound and gagged by wigs. Two officers helped her to her feet and when they removed the wig from her face a small smile filled the corners of my mouth. “It’s her!” One shouted to the room full of cops. I knew that the tall, thin human had gained some notoriety from being on the news and it was well deserved.

The police removed the tall, thin woman from the prison and loaded her into the back of a waiting cruiser. The enormous crowd that had gathered in the street watched on in delight and amusement. I watched out the window until the tail lights faded into the night. One of the officers slowly approached me; I stayed very still as he gently pet me. “So you must be the infamous Seabass that we’ve heard all about!” I raised an eyebrow as he picked me up and cradled me. I quickly decided not to bite him in the face, it didn’t seem appropriate for me to bite a star struck fan.

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Exciting News…Amazon!

Hello Friends! As you know I’ve been working on an exciting project and it’s finally finished!…well…sort of; I’ve published part 1 of an exclusive series that’s ONLY available on Amazon.com.

It’s called The Curse Unearthed and here’s the description:

Join Seabass (the main character from the famed Seabass’ Diary series on thekittycatclan.com) on a one of a kind adventure series that is exclusively available only on Amazon! Seabass and Simba embark on a dangerous adventure after Seabass finds a mysterious box at an ancient burial site. Little do they know that the box holds a deadly secret and they aren’t the only ones who want to find out what’s inside!

I hope you’ll join Seabass and Simba on yet another adventure! And once again, I’m so thankful for every single one of my faithful readers. Please leave a review on Amazon.com after purchasing the e-book, it would be much appreciated.

Thank you so much,

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