The Experiment P.45
Stefan was climbing up the trunk of the tree, his body aching after each move. He could feel Lydia's blood drenching his clothes, he could her soft groans of discomfort.
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Stefan was climbing up the trunk of the tree, his body aching after each move. He could feel Lydia's blood drenching his clothes, he could her soft groans of discomfort.
I ended my letter with an unintelligible scribble, simultaneously rounded and geometric all in one irregular movement.
I thought about Alice, and hopped she would be ok, then Sam held onto my shoulder said said,"What are you doing?" I opened my eyes and realised that I was not it the 'box dimension' anymore.
For my dedicated follower, @Zorua101 :) His figure appeared from the mist. The lone, mysterious trainer with two small creatures by his side.
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