Remember to never forget an Casby fic(kinda)
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I opened my eyes to see tall trees above me, whatever I was lying on was really uncomfortable. A sharp pain filled my head and everything was fuzzy. Where am I? I thought. I stood up and suddenly fell back down because my legs were shaking so much making my head hurt even more if that was even possible. After a couple of try's I finally got up and started walking more into the park. I couldn't think strait, all I could picture is what was right in front of me. After what felt like an eternity I came to what seemed like the end if the park and I saw a building and sitting on the stars was a tall man with lots of tattoos staring down at his phone. He looked sad, maybe he can tell me where I am. I started slowly towards him not noticing the trail of blood I had been leaving behind me.
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