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.

tracks. “We have to be extra careful from here on

territory. If you want to stop, now’s

around us, every

But I can’t; not now. Not ever. I shake my

with Karl’s.

to do

me one last worried look, moves with a stealth I

not to snap a twig

2 o’clock,” he hisses, gesturing with his chin.

domes, almost camouflaged against the greenery. My heart sk ips

around them,” he whispers, taking the lead as we adjust our path. “Keep

lower my body, feeling the damp earth seep into my

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

breath quivering

when Karl abruptly halts. I nearly crash

the line of his arm and I

dark uniforms, patrolling the area. And

mutter

now,” Karl whispers, his eyes scanning the woods,

right. We can use them