THE Unidentifiables
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Complete Wed, Mar 1, 20231h 9m
"Can I show you guys something?" He asked nervously, looking around to see if others were watching.
"Uhm," I started looking at Noe, he just shrugged as if to say 'meh what's he gonna do? Kidnap us? Hah! As if! The boy's shorter than my brother was!' And so I replied "Uh yeah, sure I guess." and he just nodded.
"Okay."
What if you met some random kid while you were at the park dumping some wine, what if he had some "abilities" and he told you that you did too? what would you do if he led you to the "Minister of the cabin" and you find out that you really do have these abilities?
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