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━━━ THE NEXT TIME I WOKE UP, I WAS OUTSIDE. It was night out, indicating that I had been asleep for a few hours. There were dead leaves underneath my back and I winced slightly, rolling over to my side, the pinch of the sticks being the only think I could feel.
It was the sound of something dragging along the ground that had woken me up from my not so peaceful slumber.
An orange glow crowded my vision when I opened my eyes, which made me immediately shut them, groaning in pain. When I managed to get myself slightly used to the bright light, I was able to make out a silhouette of someone who looked like Damon placing things on top of the orange glow. Logs?
No. People.
He was putting dead bodies on top of the fire. In the middle of the cemetery.
