Chapter four* The past

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We ended up in the past. The same day I was in the argument with my mom and step dad.

I looked over to Brad and he looked at me with an amused smile.

"We are going to play the game in the past?!"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Is this where you wanted it. It's gonna be a lot more easier here than the present."

He was right. I did wanted it to happen in the past.

"You're right. We can't let our past selves see us."

"Too late!" I turned to look straight into the eyes of a... Well me.

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