Finished 6:24.
Blue,
despite being extremely well acquainted with the woods and knowing
most of the paths and deer-trails off by heart, had absolutely not
idea where he was. All of the paths were somehow unfamiliar, and all
of the trees, usually pretty easy to tell apart, suddenly looked the
same. He had no idea what was going on, or even who to blame it on,
but at least he was sure that, for once, it really wasn't his fault.
That didn't change the fact that he was the one now lost in the
woods, though, and it certainly wouldn't help him.
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