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...“Huh- what happened? Why did you come back?” A young boy with firy hair and brown eyes sat outside a very hidden cabin, surrounded by forest and leaves. ...

“Hm? Darwin?”

“AaHhGhh why do you say it like that!” The bright haired boy jumps up to greet his friend, a tall, whited haired man wearing a long black coat.

“Eh? That’s your name.”

Darwin stands at a tall 5,3 up to his best friends 6,0.

“Roger-You don’t pronounce it right!” Darwin yaps.

Roger suddenly takes a breath and walks inside the cabin. Darwin watches him confused, he has never seen his friend so out of character, not even yelling back at him with his usually burst of unecessary energy.

Inside the cabin Roger instantly walks over to his old dusty bed and flops down, exhausted, he was only gone for two hours after saying he was going to find food.

Roger lays on his belly and pouts, reaching in his pocket and grabbing a tiny red shovel. “Ugh- why’d he give me this? He’s suppose to be scared of me. Apparently never heard of stranger danger.” Roger thought to himself.

He tosses the shovel onto his bedside table and lays on his back, remembering a song he heard when he was young.

“Hey!” Darwin runs in the cabin. “Why are acting weird? Are you sick?” He asked.

Roger lifts his head and rolls on the bed lazily. “HmmmmmmmmMMMMMMM! No. Just pooed.” Roger let’s half his body lay on the floor.

“Well, did you find anything? You weren’t gone long...” Darwin walks over to the old dusty couch in the middle of the room and sits, crossing his arms.

“Nope. I thought I did but I decided not to.” Roger sits himself up and sits on the floor, unable to sit still from the excess energy.

“Why?”

Roger pouts some more, seemly on edge and uncomfortable.

Suddenly Darwin widens his eyes. “What’s that?” He points to the tiny red shovel on Roger’s bedside table.

Roger let’s put a squeek and grabs the shovel, knocking over a picture of a woman and his lamp from when they invented lamps-

Darwin let’s out a little sigh, “hhH okay-.” He walks into another room, yelling, “let me know when Eli and Darling are here!” With that he shut his door and left Roger alone on the floor.

Hmmm, Eli would be very upset if I told her what I was thinking. This poor child, he’s alone a lot.

Roger snaps out of his thoughts, poor child, out of anyone on this planet he should not be concerned for any child.

Roger holds the shovel and begins to dissociate, he’s having a memory that is not his, he’s not in his body.

The beach is cool and warm, why is he standing there? He’s smiling, he must be happy, his hair is so bright. Eli is next to me, she smiles at me and holds my hand, giving me a motherly look.

I know you? This man standing by the water has such bright hair.

This man turns to look at me, his eye, it’s missing, the other the color of the sky.

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