She looked at the crucible then back through the slit. The view down the trail looked so promising. She pulled a cheesey nostalgic smile as she remembered walking in the woods as a child. All those years playing and hiding in the woods had taught her well. She knew it was possible to hide but also knew too well, from hide and seek as a teen, that thinking your hidden when in the woods could simply be an illusion. … ..
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