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"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

Nancy and Johnathon looked into each other's eyes to find an answer.
Fear.

"HELP ME PLEASE!" It sounded like a boy, it sounded like Mike.
"This could be Mike, let's go." Ordered Johnathon.

They raced deep into the wood, hand in hand, weapons in the other. Determination influenced their every moves, as they ran towards the crying screams. They arrived at the point of the screaming, Nancy let out a horrific cry whilst Johnathon hurried towards Mike, who was leaning over his friends body...

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