69 Hang In there, Charles

Charles’ POV

The stench almost froze in the air, as if an invisible hand were strangling my neck.

It's the smell I hate the most.

When I got off the bus, I saw the blood-red sun setting behind the forest in the distance. The Pines, towering like towers, stood silently on both sides of the road, acqu...

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