A Smoke

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I walked until a found my hopeless way out of the woods I saw a man leaning against a tree at the edge of the forest. "Oh! Oh my god, thank you Jesus! Hi, hello, um... excuse me sir but do you have... ANY idea where we are?" the man just stood there smoking a cigarette, "Sir?" he turned his head to look at me. he pushes his glasses in to place, then runs his fingers through his black hair. god he's hot... I've always been in to older guys. he looks to be like 25. 

"Can't you see I'm busy?" he sighs. I blink a bit stunned. 

"But... you're just standing around smoking."

"Look kid what do you want from me?" 

"I..." tears burn in my eyes "I just what to know where I am... I... I didn't ask to come here." I begin to sob,

"Hey... don't do that." says the man odiously uncomfortable "It's okay hun... uuu..." he walks toward me.

"I... didn't want to get dumped here... I... I just wanted my... my watch back... and that stupid old man made me fall down the hole."

"The hole? oh you're one of them."

"What?" I ask wiping my eyes.

"You know the ones that the man brings down this whole in a desperate attempt to save us from HER." 

"I.. I don't understand."

"ahhh, that's okay that's what Chess, and THOSE TWO, are for. come on, I take you to Chess and he'll take you to them." he reach's for my hand but I pull it back,

"I'm not going any wear with you, or CHESS, or these people these TWO, that you talk about, I'm not going with any of you. I just want to go back to England" he gives me a flat look and says. 

"Honey do you ever want to know where you are?"

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