I look up as I hear crashing.
"Raven?" I call.
I hear a groan, and some more boxes tumble, vanishing.
"Raven...?" I climb over, and look down into a hole.
Raven is crushed under some boxes, struggling to push them off.
"Hey, hang on!" I crawl in, and drop down.
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Runaways
AdventureThree kids. One destination. Where is their destination you ask? Away. Anywhere but where they left off. They have almost no belonging or food and definitely no home. Their always on the run. Why you ask? Their running from their parents, from thei...
