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Sadly, you walk away. You walk and walk and walk walk... But nothing. Thoughts of a lonley life strike you. Warm tears drizzle down your cold cheeks. Shivering, you sit there, hoping to spot shelter. It soon begins to snow. Freezing and still shivering, you struggle to get up, and you slowly walk onwards. Soon, you spot two paths. One leading left, and one leading right. Which path will you take? |