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            a swift smile as his face lowers; and then he slowly starts walking forward — and forward, is a  WOOD, dim and heavy with it’s atmosphere, so perfect, to him.

                   she walks next to him doubtfully ; chills running down her spine. they’re isolated, & adrenaline is starting to flow in her veins —— her heartbeats accelerate with every step deeper in the woods.

                  ❛ are you sure this is the right direction ? ❜