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The 12th of July they put up the tape, bright yellow with words like 'KEEP OUT' or 'CRIME SCENE' all over it. It surrounded the forest, I had never seen a crime scene in real life before, only in movies, I didn't think it would be like this.

I tried to ask the men who guarded the forest, stationed every couple of metres along the tape, why it was there, but all they said in deep firm voices was 'nothing wrong here. Move along kid.' I didn't believe them. No one did. But everyone just excepted it. I didn't.

I know they are hiding something and I will find it. No matter the cost.

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