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| So we're trapped in the middle of nowhere? | |
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| Yep. The ground's bone dry so there's no tire tracks, so now way of knowing the way back to the road. | |
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| And where's the plot fairy gone to? | |
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| She vanished when the car stopped. | |
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| So we're meant to be here? | |
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| Yep. In a creepy forest, miles from anywhere. I wonder where that can go? | |
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