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Ivy Ivy follows the stream for a few hours until she can hear traffic nearby. Clambering up the hill of dirt and rocks, she hides in the bushes to watch the cars go by. Uncertain if any vehicle could have werewolves in it, she waits until she sees a transport truck and then flags it down. "Where ya headed, miss?", the friendly older man asks her. "Um, Fisherville?", she asks. "Sure thing. Are you alright? He asks, eyeing her carefully. "I am now", she smiles softly. The old man, whose name she learned is Garth, drops Ivy at Ruby's approximately 90 minutes after he picked her up. Racing inside, she dials her own phone number from the payphone in hopes that someone will pick up. "Hello?", a woman answers. "Lucy? It's Ivy. Can you come get me?", Ivy rasps into the phone. "Goddess! Where ar

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