“YEA,” shouted Kathy

“Brenda, is there a clock around here?”

“Yes, its on the wall over there.”

“Oh I see it. Its 7:20.” said Kathy jumping around again.

“7:20!” me & Brenda exclaimed, “The manager comes at 7:30! We’ll never make it back in time!”

“There is one way you can.” so we followed Brenda to a hallway, above which hung a sign that said Aisle 6. We peaked around the corner & along the floor of the aisle were a variety of strange looking products. They were all in boxes or cans. They were making strange noises unlike anything I’ve heard before. “Its a strait shot to the veggies through here.”

“But uh B-Brenda? W-what are those things?”

“Their processed foods. stories ive heard say that at one point they were produce like us. But then they were chopped up & mixed with chemicals & packaged. Ending up like that.”

“Taylor do we have to go through there? im scared & it doesn’t seem safe.”

“There has to be a way,” I said as I looked around. “Quick come here I have an idea.”