Pt. 14

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It was drizzling out, Four had been riding his skateboard for a while now, he also saw a need so he gave them some of his cash. He saw another thing, this time they were homeless, and so he reached in his bag and pulled out some sandwhiched for them. 

Time and time again, Four was seeing poor people, the buildings looked worn down, and he was running out of things to give them,  then he realised that he was in the slums. It had began pouring, and he still had a ways to go, but he didn't really know where he was or where to go, and he started to get hungry.



The approxamate amount of time he had spent trying to find his way was two hours,  he had to continously ask around and use a compass, as he didn't bring a phone, and the maps weren't detailed enough. But atleast by this time he knew in which direction to go in, and where he was headed.

He just kept thinking. "This just had to happen during hurricane season." Still, he wanted to stay motivated and try his best not to blame X for anything. He figured one of the fastest ways to get to the area where X was at, he would hitch onto oncoming trains, or really just any trains that would seem to be going in X's direction.   So he latched onto about three, and after five hours he was tired of going back and forth and coordinating which one to go onto.  So he jumped to his fourth one, and decided he was going to take a nap there, as it was a little late for him, about 2:00 am. He thought about X and if he was okay, he dozed off with his thoughts of X.

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