HE HIT THE GROUND AND HIS VISION BECAME BLURRED.
TO HIS SURPRISE, HE COULD STILL MOVE, SO HE WALKED AND WALKED. HE WALKED AIMLESSLY UNTIL HE REACHED A PARK HE DID NOT KNOW. PEOPLE WOULD ASK HIM WHAT WAS WRONG. THEY WORRIED. BUT HE STAYED CALM. HE STAYED CALM AS HE SAW CHILDREN BEING WHISKED AWAY INTO THE WOODS LEFT AND RIGHT. ALL HE COULD DO TO ESCAPE THIS TERROR WAS RUN. SO HE RAN HOME. WHEN HE GOT THERE, HIS MOTHER WAS HOME. HE LIED HIS WAY OUT, JUST AS HE WAS USED TO DOING. HE ATTEMPTED TO HEAL HIMSELF BUT HE KEPT BLEEDING. HE WOKE UP WITH HIS SHEETS DRENCHED IN BLOOD. HE WAS GOING FAINT. HE SAW A LIGHT. THEN HE WAS GONE.
THE sHROUDED ONE WILL BE BaCK SOON. HE MUST BE REfINED. HE MUST BEGIN HIS JOURNeY TO HAPPINESS.
STAY SMILING
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