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with countless stars, va

ake my jacket," Wilbur

ft hand. "Sorry, my fiancée does

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ing this, w

r to give us space, had alrea

too, but Wesley

you want,

just talk

with him lately. H

ting along. You don't have to treat me like

I shook off his hand

erious." He pull

nd I'm hiking do

s. "You know, ghosts come o

a three-year-old?

hear a st

ecided to hear wh

turned serious as

e in ghosts, so a few bold ones climbed at night. Halfway up, their

ed. "Tha

efused to turn back. They kept walking until they spotted a lodge. The owner welcomed them warmly

led me into the story, a c

was off and urged them to leave. They didn't believe her and stayed. Late at night, her friends fell asleep, but she couldn't rest. As she finally drifted of

cked eyes

nking gaze mirr

mbling, and stu

laughing. "Scar

d and shouted, "W

re, and reached to touch my face.

. It's the wind!" I glared at him. "I'm go

om, the sight before me