Cryptic Visitors
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Last published Tue, Dec 11, 2018
Isabelle Wright and her close friend Damien Watters go trekking through the woods to prove if their town's urban legend is true. Little did they know how much one night hike would change their life.
((This was for a college project, soooo? -Fiona))
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