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They walked through Andrew’s overgrown garden, and he told
them how Jack never cared about the rest, but he would always trim one
particular r..
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James woke up. Michael was already sitting up, with
his forearms resting on his knees, he looked tense. “What’s wrong?” Asked James..
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The country was peaceful. They passed a few motorways
and main roads, but all remained quiet as a dreamless sleep. Not that noise was
absent, for bi..
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They found shade under a young tree, and they sat
down, their hands touching one another. James lay down and Michael followed as
they moved closer t..
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Michael awoke. Everything was very quiet, and the sun
had not yet risen. No birds or crickets chirped, and the leaves and trees
outside were not rus..
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James opened his groggy eyes, which were shocked by
the light the tent let in, making him squint a bit. A layer of water had formed
at the top of th..
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The streets weren’t very nice. Everything smelt terrible,
the houses were repetitively run-down and boring, and there were two drunk guys
havi..
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James was awakened by the sounds of the curtain
opening. He looked up and saw Michael staring back at him. They were the only
ones left in the room;..
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The days continued like the previous. They chatted, helped
around the place, and did a different thing every day. One day, it was filing,
the next i..
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Weeks passed and they continued to act like volunteers
in the building, but that was also where they slept. But nobody reached out to
them, to tell ..
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