I turned the corner, skidding across some ice that remained there over the past couple days. My tim, trái tim thudded even thêm as the scream rippled in the air once more, sending a shock waves bumps from my shoulder to the soul of my foot.
Then I came to a pathway where down the đường phố, street I saw two figures clamped against eachother. I couldn't quite see who they were, but I knew I HAD to help.
I tripped down the path, the dark figures coming closer into view, when I realized Oh my god, Its Sophie!
A ran faster across the ciment, the exit of the city coming ahead, then rolled into a đồi núi, hill side. At the...
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