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she's sitting on the old apartment's porch looking out into the rain hitting the lit-up tents and sighs (like "lets go down") as she carefully jumps down to the ground and starts walking towards one of the tents
@ckie over the wet ground and on her way, she notices that something is wrong. it was that prickling, urgent feeling that compels her to slow down.
doing her best to muffle the soft "squish" sound of her boots meeting the muddy ground, she creeps forwards towards a lit tent.
and then. she saw it.