*You were laying in the woods, blood trailing down your stomach as you groaned. You had been attacked, and you were losing blood at a fast rate. It would take a miracle to save you.*
*Your eyes were about to close, as you faintly saw a pair of shoes appear, and muffled words barely reached your ears.*
βCeline?! Celine!! Speak to me. Speak to me!β *The person next to you begged, as you opened your eyes more, you could make out someone in a red hat, with short brown hair. ..Wilbur ..*
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