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Juno

Oh God

Oh God

Don’t stop running

Whatever I do, I can’t stop

My lungs are burning and the tree branches are leaving scrapes onsince forues every one of o back there

The howls of rimy bars on the s The utter loneliness and monotony and sadness I can’t I can’t do it anymore

The forest ends and I stus

A house?

The place where I’ve been living for two years seemed like it could only exist at the ends of the earth, so I expected to be running for another couple of hours until I got anywhere Perhaps I should keep going Get farther away When they co for me, they’ll probably check the closest houses, won’t they? Or have I traveled far enough?

Time is hazy

The back door of the house flies open A shotgunand points square between h I really do

Out of frying pan, into the fire

A floorboard creaks and the door edges wider, revealing thethe weapon

Even in nize that he’s a force of nature He’d have to duck to exit the house without knocking his head into the doorframe In a sweat-stained white T-shirt, he looks like he’s been working out, well-s beneath the cotton? Yeah He’sup and there’s nohis poise He’s killed before His hands are steady, black hair shorn tight to his scalp

His slate-gray eyes are meaner and fiercer than any I’ve seen Worse than the head nurse’s, even They look down the barrel of the gun, taking htens slowly, lowering the weapon “Are you my intern?” he rasps

My immediate impulse is to say yes

This is a man people don’t like to disappoint

He’s also ais useless I can see that already