In England for a Month

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I run to my catch, hoping for a bear or even a wendigo. I jump in shock when I realized it was a deer. Deer don't growl. I quickly turn around, expecting to see my brother as confused as me, but I realize he's no longer there. My heart pounds in panic as I look around fearfully "Lucifer!" I call his middle name "Lucifer this really isn't funny!" I shout. Readying myself for one last call, I get knocked down by a mass of black robes and a wand is pressed to my neck "who are you?" A male voice asks. I smirk as I realize that the entity doesn't see my physical details, so I quickly shift my appearance to a blonde-blue-eyes girl in a black shirt and pants before answering "I-I don't know! Im lost!"

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