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originally posted in:The New Dojo
5/2/2017 4:36:03 PM
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"You're talking to the guy who joined a cult that collected pants, Zane." Falk told him. "I know a thing or two about living away from society."
"Thank goodness you did." Anne said to her father.
"What do you mean?" Falk asked her. She patted her pants for a moment as she entered the cave, and a look of dawning came upon Falk's face. "The invisibility pants! Of course you took them!" Falk exclaimed as he followed his daughter into the cold depths.
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"Sounds good. Oh by the way Anne, you forgot your bag when you left. I was about to bring it to you but...." He stopped, and decided to not tell his friends about the masked man. He handed the bag to her. "Heh, guess I just spaced out."
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"Oh!" Anne said as she took the bag and slung it around her shoulder. She didn't check it's contents however. "Thanks, Zane." Falk looked to Zane for a moment, his eyebrows were furrowed. "Everything okay Bud?" Falk asked him.
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"Yeah man I'm good. Just a bit tired is all." He yawned and stretched to demonstrate this. Truth be told he was still tired
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"Ya, I'm with you on that one." Falk told him. "Let's get some rest. Tomorrow is gunna be a busy day." "I'll take first watch." Anne said as she walked out of the cave once more. Falk looked at her and let out a sigh before he laid down by the flames.
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He did the same, his mind racing with thoughts of the masked man. His eyes were so familiar, but it couldn't have been him, could it?
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With that, his mind kept racing into the depths of the cold mountain night. [spoiler]End of chapter Twenty [/spoiler]
