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He landed in a bu for a couple of seconds and then going still In his true for and shaped like The Blob And he…smelled like metal? Cold, sharp metal Weird

Dawson drifted over to check he was really dead before he headed back home It was late School was early—

The Aruet owned

A split second later, the Aruly on an ape Christ For a moment, Dawson lost his forht sweater Black strands of hand obscured his eyes as the shadow slipped over the ground at an alar in the air like cobras, then struck, punching straight into Dawson’s stomach

He screamed for the first time in his life, really let loose like a pansy, but daasoline, fire swept through his body as the Aruht—his very essence—flickered wildly, casting a whitish-blue halo onto the dark, bare branches overhead He couldn’t hold his for, his whole being The Aruht down to his core

He was dying

Dying on ground so frozen that life hadn’t even begun to seep back through again Dying before he’d ever really gotten to see this hu hi before he even knehat love really was How it felt and tasted

This was so freaking unfair

Da to really live Screw this He would live

Another long, sucking drag and s by the Aruround His wide eyes saw nothing… Then a faster, brighter light that burned a whitish-red lit up his entire world, shooting a at them faster than sound