Todd Mundt

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“I will have to swim,” I said, and this time Ashley answered me. “Don’t swim,” she said. “Follow the song. Do not go into the water. You have to follow the song.” “I can’t hear the song!” I screamed, and now I saw her moving in the mist, a figure floating through the fog, only a few steps ahead.
Where They Wait
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