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⤃ narrator ⤂

there was a faint rustling in the bushes
any passer-by would think it to be a raccoon but if anyone were to look further...
it was a boy.
bloodied and bruised, windpipe crushed...
he couldn't call for help
he didn't even remember how he'd gotten there
the last thing he remembered was chan...
had chan done it to him?
beaten him to the point where he couldn't stand?
it couldn't have been chan..
chan would never do such a thing
but who else could it have been?
no one else was around
he would've thought about it more but he was losing consciousness
just before he succumbed to the darkness
he mustered what strength he had left


"ʜᴇʟᴘ..."


but alas, it fell on deaf ears

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