But then I saw it. A flash of blue, of beige, of brown. It was quick but there was a hesitation in their movement, an unwavering caution. Straining my eyes against the bright sun, I catch a glimpse of them as they turn towards the cabin, whatever the sound was having startled them, too. A girl, no older than twelve, was standing in the middle of the woods surrounded by death.
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