Personal Narrative-It's A Rattle

“Oh fuck,” Sparrow lets out, “it’s that crazy-ass, goon gang,” she turned to the others, Cecilia and Amber’s faces looked like they’ve seen a ghost, Basil looked very concerned.
“uh, Sparrow...” Amber looked over to her, “I hate to break it to you. Those crazy goons, yeah, those are Rattles,”
Sparrow felt her heart sink. “That’s a Rattle?” she couldn’t fathom it, “How did I kill one of them? You said they carry Ray Guns and are very dangerous,” Sparrow’s words spat out as fast as her heart was pumping.
Cecilia was the next person to talk, “Sparrow, Basil, calm down. We’re going to be fine,” She reassured them, “Amber and I have taken down many Rattles, and they haven’t noticed us,” Cecilia paused, then pointed to Sparrow and Basil, then over near some rocks, “You guys hid over near that rock,”
Her hand was placed on her hip where she kept a (low on power) Ray Gun. “My gun is low on power, and there seems to be, around, five of them,”
“I think we’ll be fine,” Cecilia replied.
Basil spoke up from his shock, “Are you sure, Cecilia? You’ve said that you haven’t taken out more than 2 Rattles during any battle,”
Cecilia turned to Basil, “We’ll be fine, Baz, now run. Run to that rock and don’t move until we come back. We don’t want you two to get ghosted,” She had a smile on her face, like she knew something was going to happen.
“Come on, Basil,” Sparrow tugged at Basil’s arm so he would follow her to the cover. They both ducked behind one of the large rocks.
Basil looked at Sparrow. “Something doesn’t feel right,” He told