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Originally Posted by Rogue
Misty climbed higher in the tree and whispered to herself "this is so weird! how did i even get here?"
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"Hello?" I call out again, eyes raking the horizon for the speaker. I stop. This is pointless. If I had been heard, they should have answered by now, and if they hadn't heard, they were running. I begin to turn away, when I notice a flattened patch of grass. Someone had been standing there. I follow the trail to a tree and gaze up.
"Hello?" I ask.
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