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The room was so dark, but you knew it was small since you kept bumping into cabinets and walls. You stretched your arm to feel around, but instead felt Lone man's warm coat. You quickly withdrew your hand, but he caught it.

"Can you please stay still?" His voice was soft. "I don't want you to get hurt."

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You nodded and then felt dumb; of course he can't see you. "Got it," you replied.

"Good." You could hear a hint of a smile in his tone. "Now," he grunted, "I will lay these blankets down so we can have a little bit of rest."

You hear him pat the blankets. You were not sure how or where to sit until he guided you down. He handed you a pillow. It smells like tea leaves and warm sunshine.

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