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. . . chapter 03.

━ strong language

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"So this map was published in 2010, eh?" Emma wondered out loud, rolling out a map

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"So this map was published in 2010, eh?" Emma wondered out loud, rolling out a map. "Come to think of it, we don't know our current location. We don't even know where this house is."

Astoria picked up a book, taking a seat a few seats down from the 'raging emo' as she calls him. "The sun comes up from the south, so we're in the Northern hemisphere."

"And we have four seasons, some somewhere in the midlatitudes." He added on.

Astoria looked at him, "I don't need you to finish my sentences for me." She spat.

"Do the world a favor and shut your fucking mouth." He spat back, rolling his eyes.

"Do the world a favor and don't wake up tomorrow mornin-"

Emma sighed, "Can you two quit bickering for five minutes?!" She yelled in frustration.

Ray and Astoria cut each other a dirty look before looking down at their books.

"Anyway, that's all we know."

Astoria held her fingers out in front of her, "Checking for cameras and bugs, confirming what's beyond the fence, obtaining rope. So far, things are running smoothly for the most part." She said.

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