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In Fall of October 2021, a mistreated girl with no memory of her childhood, Maxine Isabella Devlin, and her only best friend, Narciss...
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I walked through the darkness of the woods looking for Harry in the middle of nowhere. I passed by a few deers minding their own business but I know there could be bears or mountain lions out here somewhere so I hope I don't run into neither of them tonight.
I might be wrong about those lions...
I just know he's close to me somewhere. Behind, ahead, or just watching me. He hasn't said anything for almost ten minutes of my slow walking and I've been calling his name multiple times and he still hasn't said a word so I stopped.
I probably walked a whole mile or two by now.
I began to feel frustrated, "Harry!" I yelled out again, hearing my own little echoes. I think I'm already lost but I've been walking in a straight line. "I swear to fucking god I will-" The thunder made me jump with a little yelp escaping my lips and the wind picked up as I continued waking with my arms crossed. I did see a thunderstorm warning earlier after the moment I was attacked at the gas station.
I should probably go back to Polly's place before I really get stuck in the middle of nowhere in the dark like a dumbass over Harry. But I want to look for him still even if he dared me to or not but I don't want to be seen as done kind of loser walking back where I came from.
I'll try to prove his ass wrong.
I stopped for a moment and tied my shoe so the loose laces won't get stuck on any rocks or twigs I'm stepping on. But then unexpectedly, I heard something like a lighter and I stood up and turned my head to where I heard the sound from my left.
That was Harry leaning against a tree, trying to light up his cigarette.
