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gun?" I ask by way of response, eyein

his head.

to enter. He's carrying a fishing rod in

N

ce. The jolt of terror at the realization that there was s

me around here. That's

nk this cabin is too far from w

more of an idea of what he's getting himself into by allowi

People are going to come looking for you - police

ouldn't prote

eyebrow lowers i

" I climb back on the couch and bury my nose in Catcher in

rc

As he is about to walk out the door, I ask if he'll let me borr

er shot a ri

of his face obscured, I can tell he's skeptical. "As long as I look like I know

rod down and crosses h

s to get in?" I ask,

ody language is confirmed

by you pointing a gun at its head. It doesn't know what a gun is. Third, never defend yourself with a weapon you aren't prepared t

k at him. "And what if I am prepare

't familiar with. If you're panicking and try to shoot a loaded weapon, y

back down. He drops his ar

ife. Try not to stab

coffee table. "I'll be

lock it. I return to the couch and pick up Catcher in the Rye, which has turned out to be much mor

t the sky is clear and sunny. I know it's cold outside - I saw how many layers of clothes Ryan was wearing

one could know I'm here. Practically no one knows Ryan is even here. I'm safe, I t

h planks sits to my right and stairs to the ground are at my left. I am a little disturbed to realize that I have

ur cover story was that he's my father's older brother, my favorite uncle. I found this cover comforting, in a sad but sweet way. J

in on the trees. A flash of recognition and a deep-seated feeling of terror strike me at once and I remember that dream of running, only this time I rem

door behind me and locking it quickly. I s

g foot outside of