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Parkour was always just 'a fun day out'. At least, that's what it used to be for four young friends, who spend their time scaling wales and jumping fences, almost always together.
That was until they joined a local club, and it no longer became...'just a fun day out'.
Join Spencer, Chelsea, Holly and Scott, as they discover the hard truth about what really goes on behind the Trained professional Parkour club. Maybe then, they'll see what the real meaning of 'parkour' within the group..
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"This was never meant to happen..."
"...and yet you still dragged us into your shit. Didn't you, Scott?"
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⚠️‼️WARNINGS‼️⚠️:
- mention of cult-like behaviour
• references to cults
- slight gore
- injury detail
- strong language
It is not limited to these, however, will be the main topic of the story. Hope you enjoy, as this was literally a 3am thought😭
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