Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

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My heart’s practically pounding out of my chest as we park the car, hidden behind a veil of trees. The

forest feels even more thick and suffocating now than it did on the day that we came here to go mushroom

hunting, now that I know what actually lies behind the mist.

Karl takes a moment to study the map I had s atched from him last night, his fingers tracing the uneven,

ink-smeared lines.

“Ready?” he asks, his eyes meeting mine.

“As I’ll ever be,” I reply, grabbing my bag from the backseat. Karl locks the car, and we head off, stepping

into the dense foliage, guided only by the soft morning light filtering through the trees.

Enter title…

For a few minutes, we walk in complete silence. The stillness is comforting in its own eerie way, but I’m

too focused on our mission to let my mind wander too far.

point, stopping in his tracks. “We have to

If you want to stop, now’s your

us, every whispering leaf, every chirping bird, as

can’t; not

with Karl’s.

want to do

one last worried look, moves with

not to snap

gesturing with his chin. I

small black domes, almost camouflaged against the greenery.

whispers, taking the lead as we adjust our

seep into my jeans. We

silence. I hold my breath as we cross the camera’s line of sight. Once past, I

breath quivering

when Karl abruptly

against his lips, and points. My eyes follow the line

uniforms, patrolling the area. And they

I mutter

Karl whispers, his eyes scanning the woods,

right. We

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