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The group was alone in the woods without supplies. Nothing was going right and it was on his head if they didn’t make it back to camp. The trail had just disappeared and he couldn’t find anything that looked familiar at all.

They wandered in circles hoping for a small sign of civilization. The sun began to set and they all dropped down to their knees, tears streaming down their faces.

Why are they wandering in the woods? Why did they drop to their knees and cry? How long have they been in the woods? Who are they?
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Comments

Red said…
The Skipper had already hoodwinked them into believing the boat ride was going to be 3 hours.
xxx
Laurie said…
"the professor and Mary Ann"

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