Shadow:
I kept my head down, hood drawn. I had always hated this part of the forest. I glanced over my shoulder nervously. This gang had seemed more possessive than the others, even going as far as threatening to kill me if I left. So I had left very late, not being noticed.
Shadow, my sweet.
I froze. "I swear, I was going to come back, Eddy, I was just-"
I'm not one of the Razorlicks.
I swallowed. "Who are you, then?"
My name is Charles Manson.
I started trembling. "Where are you? Come out! Now!" I shouted, whipping around.
No answer. I knew my face had gone white. I started running, faster and faster, trying to escape whatever that was.
Faster, faster.
Right-left-right-left-right-left.
Faster, faster! Faster! Fas-
And that's when I ran straight into a clearing and tripped over a tree root. There were already two people there, who looked just as freaked out as I was.
Man, this is weird.
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