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I ran through the pitch-black forest, finally looking up at the star covered sky, unaware of my surroundings.sweat raced down my pale forehead,I told myself to stop , but I could hear the footsteps behind me catching up to me. I couldn’t look back, not if I wanted to live.Then I stopped. A towering tree blocked my path,I searched through my bag: some sandwiches,socks and some garden tools.I looked around; trees towering ; broken branches. Soon a wall of mist overtook me;nothing could be sen. Then I heard it

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