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Umm... this story has taken a dark turn so far, but not all is as it seems.

The darkness that consumes us will always fight a battle with light. When there is no light in us then another must come to fight this war, using their light to drive our darkness away. Is that some foreshadowing? What's fur-shay-doe-ing? Wait you're an author who doesn't know what foreshadowing is? Maybe, maybe not... I kinda just got bored. Anyways continue. Okay then...so... umm. Isaac stood there selling kids meat to a customer named Peyton Anae. Wait when did he buy goats meat? He didn't, you know the kid from the last part? Yeah it's kind of his meats. WHAT!!!! Just continue the story already! Ok (this story scares me) well then Isaac finally convinced Peyton to buy the kids meat. A couple hours later he closed up shop and left to go to the market.


Isaac wonders the streets on his way to the market. While the he sees Mrs. Hutchings struggling to carry her bags. She has become such a burden on society. Isaac please don't think that way cuz when you do then she will become the next victim. Don't give away the story line, it just makes things boring. Fine but I'm begging you she's an elderly lady. Exactly, she's already lived out the whole of her life. I'm not talking you out of this am I? Not in the slightest. Isaac walks over to her. May I help you with your bags Mrs. Hutchings? (I wasn't expecting that) Mrs. Hutchings graciously accepted the help. Isaac carried the bags all the way back to Mrs. Hutchings house and even helped her put the items away. Afterward he went back to the market and bought what he need and went home.

Wow I'm surprised you did that Isaac. I do have a reason for doing so. And what's that? I now know where she lives. I swear you will cause me a heart attack by reading this. Noted.

Wait is that it? For now yes. 

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