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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚆𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎.

𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚠𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝙽𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚜? 𝙲𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗. 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗.

𝚃𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝? 𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗. 𝙼𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚢 𝚓𝚘𝚋 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝, 𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎.

𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎. 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞...𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎...𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝙸𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜...𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕. 𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠? 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖? 𝚌𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛

𝙷𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚍, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚊𝚛. 𝙰 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚟𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚢-𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝? 𝚆𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍?

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗. 𝚆𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗?....𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝?

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎: 𝘋𝑜 𝘬𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝘮 𝑠𝑎𝑓𝑒 𝑝𝘭𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒....

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚑 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚗. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 2 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚡𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝚂𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚏𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚐, 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚙 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜; 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚜.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎, 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚜- 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏. 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘. 𝚁𝚞𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚌𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢

𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜? 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙷𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎...𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜.

𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎�� 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗.

"𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕...."

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢, 𝚐𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚢.

"𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎..𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚛..𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖."

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚔. 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚙 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚣𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜, 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞...𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗.

"𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜...𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠?"

𝙷𝚎 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚓𝚊𝚋𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔

"...𝚠𝚑𝚊-𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞?...."

"𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚛...𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚞𝚑?"

"..𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢"

"𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚍....𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗"

"...𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚒-"

"𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎....𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜....𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗"

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍: 𝘔𝑦 𝘯𝑎𝘮𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝘫𝑎𝘤𝘬

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𝙱𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚢 𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚝. 𝙷𝚎'𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚗, 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎. 𝙽𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍; 𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎. 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚕, 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚔, 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚜, 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚎𝚜. 𝙾𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚝𝚎.

"𝙸𝚏 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢..𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖"

𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 1 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚊𝚕, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗? 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎? 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛!

𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖.

"𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍?."

"...𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝..."

"..."

"𝚘𝚑 𝚞𝚑....𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞....𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍"

𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚞𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕.

"𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎"

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍...

𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚒𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍. 𝙳𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛, 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚢, 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚕𝚎, 𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗, 𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚔, 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗

𝚆𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢? 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍? 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚢.. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚕 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚊 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚒𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚠𝚕 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜. 𝙸𝚝𝚜 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚎

"𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎"

𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝; 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚍.

𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜.

"𝚈𝚘𝚞..𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐..𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗"

"...𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐...𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎..."

"𝚈/𝚗?"

"𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗?..."

"𝙱𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎"

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛, 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚘𝚜. 𝙰 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍

"𝚗𝚘."

"𝚗𝚘?"

"𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎...𝚒𝚖 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐"

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚝...𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍..𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚢..𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚢....𝚊𝚗𝚡𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜..

𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢.

𝚆𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚍

𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚐, 𝚊𝚛𝚖, 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍. 𝙳𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝. 𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍. 𝙴𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚔 , 𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚢, 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝙴𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚙

𝙷𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚟𝚊𝚜.

"𝙺𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚌𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐...."

𝙰 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚞𝚙 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊 3𝚛𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚝.

"𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎...."

"𝚗𝚘. 𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛. 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚒 𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚍"

"𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚞𝚐𝚕𝚢...."

𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙱𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐

"𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜.... 𝚒 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚒𝚝"

"𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜....𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎....𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚎"

"𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚝...𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎"

𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚙 𝚍𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚞𝚝. 𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚜, 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚑𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐...𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝. 𝙷𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗

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𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚘, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚘. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘. 𝙿𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚍𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎, 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝. 𝚆𝚎 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚍 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚞𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠�� 𝚍𝚘. 𝙰 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎. 𝚃𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎.

𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚒 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚔. 𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑. 𝙸𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎...𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚎.

𝙲𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 '𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚜' 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝚂𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜

𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚜 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜...𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕?...𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕...𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜. 𝙰𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜; 𝙸 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜...𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗. 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚜, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚒 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎. 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝.

"𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢?......"

"....."

𝙸 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎...𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍..

"𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢.."

𝙸 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚘 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖, 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚒 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝: '𝚃𝙸𝙼'. 𝙸 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚒 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎. 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝙸 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍. 𝙾𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜? 𝙰 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛? 𝙷𝚎'𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎.

𝙷𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜...𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎. 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚝, 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍: 𝙱𝚁𝙸𝙰𝙽

𝙸 𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑. 𝙸𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎, 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗. 𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍, 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛

𝙸 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚎. 𝙻𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍? 𝙷𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝 𝚒 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎

"𝙸 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎...𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜"

"..."

".....𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖?"

"...𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢"

𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚜. 𝚃𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚢𝚌𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚎...𝚒𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚘 𝚒 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚘 𝚒 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚋𝚢𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛.

𝙸 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚜, 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 , 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝙵𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚏 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚒 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍. 𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚢 𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝. 𝙸𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍.

"𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝...𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢"

𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚔𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚁𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 '𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕' 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚏 𝚒 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚢.

"𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞..."

𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝙷𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚘 𝚒 𝚌𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢. 𝙸𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚖

𝙾𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚘 𝚒 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗�� 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍.

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ruexvn · 8 days

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Denji from chainsaw man and Jeff would get along…..idk

Toji from Jjk and Toby would be…frenemies

Kakegeo and bucciarati from jjba would be acquaintances

#creepypasta blog #anime and creepypasta #idk

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ruexvn · 8 days

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Requesting bloody painter x reader

I’ll have it done by Monday*•̀ᴗ•́*

Also my master list is updated yall 😩🙏🏻

#creepypasta blog

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ruexvn · 8 days

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Hii! So just wanna let you know your master list is a bit outdated? I don't know if you know that or if you can change it but just letting you know since the Runt is only up to #4 while we're on #9 I think. There might be other stuff that isn't on there either.

Sorry for bothering you just letting you know!! Since I just got back on the app after a month or two lol and was checking up on your account.

LMAO DONT WORRY😭😭

I plan on updating it tonight, I’m aware that I haven’t updated jack shi😩 it’ll be fully updated soon <33 thanks for a heads up, you were my reminder of this

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ruexvn · 8 days

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I'M GOING FERAL I'M GONNA TWEAK OUT AGUFISJBRJZJEKDJFHSJSJFJ

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Honest reaction

#creepypasta blog #silly

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ruexvn · 8 days

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Hoodie fic coming out tomorrow 🙏🏻🙏🏻I love that murderous sunshine

#creepypasta blog #hoodie marble hornets

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ruexvn · 10 days

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POV: Ben when he’s chronically online and gaslights discord mods for money even though he don’t need it

#creepypasta blog #ben drowned

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ruexvn · 13 days

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AHHHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH OIL UP. THIS IS SO CUTE IM IN LOVE. RAHHHHH (Someone be the Nina to my Vampire fr ☝🏾😋)-🌸

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ruexvn · 15 days

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𝚅𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚢 𝚃𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜!!

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𝙽𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐-𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚜, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜. 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙾𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚊 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕.

𝙽𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚘𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚒𝚖𝚜, 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗? 𝙰 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚔 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜. 𝙿𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚖 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜. 𝙰 𝚐𝚊𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚛. 𝙽𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗!

𝙰𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 '𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍', 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝙵𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚢𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜.

"𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚊, 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝙳𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚡 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 20 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢...𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚜!"

𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒��𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚜��𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑, 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚛 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜.

𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚑 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚢

"𝚃𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜..."

"𝚖𝚖𝚖 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞!...𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏...."

𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚎

"𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘. 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚢!"

𝙰 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛

"𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝...𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊!"

"𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚢!"

𝙽𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚘, 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝙾𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚜

"𝚠𝚘𝚊𝚑 𝚠𝚘𝚊𝚑 𝚠𝚘𝚊𝚑...𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎..."

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊, 𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔...𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢. 𝙰 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊'𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎, 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚑𝚕𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍

"𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚘𝚛, 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚑"

"𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎...𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜?"

"𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎!"

"𝚢/𝚗!"

"𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚊...𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗..."

"𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚒 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎..."

"𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚞𝚑..."

𝙷𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚜, 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎.

"20 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜...𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝?"

"𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗"

𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗, 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎

"𝚒𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔! 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢!"

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚕.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜....𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝

"..𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢...𝚒𝚖 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚢..."

𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚔, 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛. 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚝

𝙷𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍. 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑

"....𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝...𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎..."

"𝚖𝚖...𝚠𝚑𝚊?....."

𝙶𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍! 𝙿𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚣𝚢

"𝙲-𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚒 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑?...𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎? 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜..."

"𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚞𝚑?" ,𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜

"𝚒 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚊 𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝? 𝚐𝚘𝚜𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚎?"

"...𝚒..𝚒 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜?...𝚒𝚖 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜....𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞!"

𝙾𝚑 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚂𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚢. 𝙽𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝

"...𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 15 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜?...𝚑𝚞𝚑?"

𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚞𝚙, 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚏𝚏. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚕𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖.

"𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜...𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞"

"....𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊....𝚒 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚝𝚢"

𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚡𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔. 𝙾𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜

"𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝....𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚍. 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚍𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝?"

𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚙 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙰 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚍. 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊'𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗

"𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚢/𝚗!"

"𝚑𝚎𝚑𝚎 𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚘 !"

"𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚖?~"

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