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You grab something.

Your fingers feel the cold metal ridges of the keys strung on the steel ring

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Your fingers feel the cold metal ridges of the keys strung on the steel ring.

You rub the leather keychain with your fingers, wondering your plan of action. You don't know what to do with these because, judging the condition of the very damaged car, you're not going anywhere by driving that thing. A breeze ruffles the drying canopy of the trees surrounding you and the car debris, making it rain leaves. It would've been a peaceful hike out onto the highway had it not been for the beast tailing you. You look around, and make sure that you're not being ambushed by the thing.

Nothing moves, much to your luck.

Huffing and putting your heart on your sleeves, you reach in for another draw.

。:゚.*・

Die time!

Roll the die once more, add ten to the result and turn to the corresponding chapter. If one comes again, repeat till you get a different number.

。:゚.*・

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