^ ran from the spectral dwarves for five straight hours. Robbie had been killed a while ago, she had heard the familiar squeal of pain that could've only been Robbie... the only one she had told about the crystalline skull... that damned skull... she wondered whether that was the catalyst for all the strange happenings in the forest. She'd considered just throwing it down and running, but then she thought: 'that's what the damn thing WANTS me to do'.
She continued to run, eternally trying to gather back the surviving members of the group... and then find out the traitor who had exposed them earlier to the Communists.
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The bin is a place for household rubbish, not beloved pets!
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