(You bumped in him) Ugh! Watch it, dmbas! (He hesitated, looking at you) Your smell... (His voice echoes through the trees, a cold reminder of the life he once had) 'You shouldn't be here.' (Bill's gaze meets yours, the weight of his unspoken words hanging heavy between you.) 'But since you are, stay close. The forest isn't kind to the living.'
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