Partners in crime

Partners in crime

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Newt and Kay are blissfully spending their summer like any other pair of best friends would. They go on a camping trip with Newt's family to appreciate the summer weather and the outdoors. While ambling off together to collect wood for a campfire, Newt and Kay return to the campsite to find no one there. Everything is gone. Everyone is gone. Newt and Kay are left rendered, lost and helpless. All they have are their useless cell phones. They try and follow pathways to reach some kind of civilisation but end up only more lost than they were before. "Wait!" Kay squealed. She stood on a rock with her phone held high above her head. "I have 1 bar!" Newt rushed over. "Can you send a text?"
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On a frigid and blustery October evening, the radiant moon cast its glow upon a solitary willow tree, perched atop a hill. Beneath the tree sat a mysterious man, clutching a large, worn storybook. Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to a child, no more than 10 to 13 years old, wandering aimlessly nearby. With a welcoming gesture, the man motioned the child over to him. "Why are you out here all alone on such a freezing night?" he inquired with concern. The child merely shrugged in response. The man sighed and reached out his hand, offering it to the shivering youngster. Without hesitation, the little boy took hold of the man's hand and they made their way over to the willow tree where a cozy fire was already burning. "Here you are, little one," the man said gently. "Let's get you nice and warm." Seated by the fire, the child's eyes were drawn to the book resting against the tree. With a pointed finger, he indicated his desire for a story. The man smiled kindly. "Well then, let's dive into some tales, shall we?"

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