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... as usual, they wouldn’t be stuck in this predicament.
Those were the thoughts of the three boys as they strolled through a dense forest. Each of them wore a headlamp, yet even that wasn’t enough to help them find their way back home after being lost for the past few hours.
The damp smell of wet leaves clung to their noses, and the soft rustling of bushes around them slowly grew into an unsettling reminder that they were not alone.
One of them, Noah, the one with the clic ...
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