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... doesn’t know if it’s an open clearing or just another stretch of nightmare forest, because the trees rise so high and thick they blot out the sky. Nightfall seeps in like spilled ink, and before long, she can’t tell whether her eyes are open or shut. What she knows only, is that the air is colder, wetter, and smells like damp leaves and mud.
Her stomach gives an angry growl that echoes louder than she expects. A couple of the girls giggles, but the laugh is hollow and strained. Everyone ...
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