I walked down the roads, my feet quickly soaked the muddy puddles that where patched everywhere. I spotted a figure on the road ahead and felt in my pocket for my knife but it wasn't there. I cursed and peered out again, and gasped, frowning. Then I remembered. "JJ?" I asked, taking a small step forwards. "Can you help me? My friend is sick."



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