You're here for answers, and to stop whatever darkness is spreading from this town. That's what you tell yourself as you stomp in circles.
After what feels like days, the sky lightens in the east. Garbage trucks roll down Pleasant Street. Bakeries and coffee shops prepare to open. But it's still freezing. Exhausted, you don't dare sit on a bench, so instead you lean against a hot vent next to a dumpster and close your eyes…
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