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Sep 2012
In the car, making your way along the highway,
You catch a glimpse of a deer behind a thicket in the forest.
Without thinking twice, you slow your car to a halt.

As you open the door, you feel the cold air of the mountain pass.
The sound of rushing water isn't far from you.
You go around to the back of your car and pull something out of the trunk.

In the next days, few people drive by your car on that isolated stretch of highway.
The door and trunk were left open, seemingly awaiting your momentary return.
No one is inclined to investigate, though you are nowhere to be found.

After a couple of days, someone reports the abandon car, and an officer arrives.
A quick search through the car reveals a collection of spearheads.
The officer calls the police station for assistance, then proceeds into the forest alone.

Making his way through the thicket, the officer finds the handle of a spear shaft.
Continuing in further, the roar of the river begins filling his ears.
Upon approaching the river's edge, he catches a glimpse of a deer across the river.
Sean L
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