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The path back to your home seemed like the most reasonable and safest thing to do in this situation. You knew deep down that you could not go through another dangerous mission. Besides, Lone man would want you to go home if anything else happened.

You clutched the map close to your chest as you left the church.

The path to the main road was closer than if you were coming from his house. You wouldn't need to cross the dandelion field.

You've passed through the deep woods and, at some point, seen a still lake. Its water was like glass, reflecting the moon and stars above. It was almost hypnotizing to go near it, but you shook your head and followed the map.

A couple of minutes into walking, you spotted the main road.

A vintage-looking car passed by; you could have hitchhiked, but it was going the opposite way.

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