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     The camera flicked on.

     [Natalie was in front of the camera, looking down at the ground as she walked through the front doors of what looked to be a police station. She was quiet as the camera followed her, until she eventually spoke up.
     "Nothing they can do...? Really?" She had tears in her eyes as she turned towards Jailen behind the camera.
     "...I'm sorry..." He sighed.
     She sniffled, wiping her eyes. "That's it. That's fucking it." She stopped, standing straight up. "*We'll* find him. If the police won't do anything, *we* will."
     The camera paused, standing still. Jailen's voice quivered as he spoke.
     "...What if the woods really *are* haunted? I mean... I don't wanna believe it either but-"
     "No. Its just some stupid prank... he probably just got lost..." Natalie muttered, clutching her jacket sleeves.
     Jailen sighed, the camera aiming out into the parking lot. It zoomed in on a grey pickup truck, while the sounds of Natalie walking could be heard again. Jailen muttered something right before the clip ended;
     "...We'll look again tonight..."]

     The camera flicked off.

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