Apr 26, 2014
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Isaac was walking in the woods, headed home after spending some times at the old Hale house; as spooky as it was, that place was always quiet and it helped him think. As he walked, however, he automatically reached for his phone, but didn’t find it. Muttering a curse, he realized he must have dropped it. As he traced his way back to the house, keeping his eyes on the ground to find it, he heard someone else approach. “Hey,” he greeted the other person. “Have you seen my phone around here?”
