C R A V E N F O R E S T
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[ 9:00 PM ]
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D A N A'S P O V
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I keep walking, and Marcus has been chasing me for almost an hour now. He began to trail me quickly the moment he realized I might be going too far. He wants to stop me, but I don't give him the chance to. He cares too much about my safety, but Daniel's safety is my priority.
"Dana! Dana!" I hear Marcus call from behind me and I just keep going. We both have walked so far away from the camp. We have toured the entire forest and we have even made it out of the woods. Now we are at this narrow road that leads out of the town. . .
It is a lonely route, and it is not taken by most people. It is usually taken by people who enjoy lonely and qu
