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27 After escaping from the crowd at Brett Stephen's house, Kyle had returned back to his parent's place, figuring that it was time to try and find his mother. He had no idea what he was going to do if his suspicions turned out to be true and he found her lying face down or propped against a tree, the marks still oozing from where she'd been bludgeoned to death, or what to do when the mob showed up, but it hadn't weighed all that heavy on his mind up until that point. He didn't hear or see them for a little while and soon he felt relatively safe at the place where he probably should have felt safe. But the fact that Sage was not baking sent an ominous chill down his back. For a moment he regarded the house, eyes entranced with what was left of the back door swinging and thumping against t
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