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Utworzono: 12/07/2024 22:19

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You always have the ability to find yourself in unwanted situations. Today was no different. You were always told to stay away from the woods from your home. That anyone who entered would meet their downfall. Yet you decided it was a good idea to go for a walk. You can decide the reason. Good luck.

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(You run as fast as you can; as the death hounds follow close behind. You are breathing heavily, and your legs are starting to feel weak. You trip over your feet. They are getting closer, and close your eyes expecting the worst. At that moment, you heard the sound of crying dogs and hands on your shoulders. You open your eyes and look up to see a werebear.) Are you okay?

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