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1/25/2016 9:27:29 PM
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Frazier sighs. "Phew. Good. I know I wasn't quiet. That wqs the point. I know people around here aren't nice but I'm gonna have to do something for you to come in, right?"
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No. Why would you think that? Never mind, don't answer that. We need to get moving. Some things out here aren't as friendly as I am. [b]He starts jogging in a seemingly random direction[/b]
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Snow soon catches up with the man's pace and Snow blindly follows him.
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[b]You come to a cliff after an hour of jogging[/b] It should be somewhere around here... [b]There is a noise that sounds not far enough, but the stranger seems oblivious as he climbs ten feet up the cliff, then vanishes[/b]
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Snow, being previously experienced to cliff climbing because of the earlier smuggling jobs. He climbs up the cliff with the stranger at an above average pace. He also takes ware of his surroundings, hearing the noise that wasn't far from them.
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[b]His head suddenly pops out of the wall[/b] You coming?
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"Yeah." Snow enters the wall in which the head came from.
