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I see an open window and think I should surely be able to climb up to it and within minutes I do. I don't like what I see. It had been snowing and I had lost him so I spent an hour looking for him but noticed footsteps leading to a house and I saw fresh car tracks. Maybe his father arrived home not longer than 20 minutes ago because now what I saw before my eyes was him with huge wounds on his back surrounded in a pool of blood and I heard a lock on the door.
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Short chapter again but at least I updated! I am writing a new book called Finding the Truth. Would it be possible if you checked it out? It's not a fanfiction (I could turn it into one though for Hunger Games because one of the main characters are called Castor) but I have my ideas for it and I think you'll enjoy it. Emandy23 x

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