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... even a little comfortable.
With dust getting in his hair and rubbing against his skin, it was almost impossible to have a good night's sleep.
Past midnight, a knock sounded at their tin door. His father slowly stood up and answered the knock.
Crimson remembered this day vividly. He could hear the slow creak, and the words that occurred next.
A deep voice exclaimed, "Hello, Driffen. I believe we need to hold a talk with you."
There was a pause, where Crims ...
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