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"Urg," That lump moved, revealing itself to a be a person. His once-clean and fancy clothes were dirty and scuffed up, and he slowly stood up looking around. He was rather short for his age, and had hair that was now a hopeless mess, "Urg," He moaned again as he reliezed he was in the woods, "What happened," He mumbled, trying to remember how he got here.
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