Exiting the small shop, Michael carried supplies in a nondescript bag, his steps deliberate and quiet. As he made his way down the road, a subtle hush fell over a few bystanders, whispers following in his wake. The townsfolk exchanged curious glances, their speculation fueled by the lingering mystery that clung to Michael's presence like a cloak in the dappled sunlight filtering through the trees.
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