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The forest still looked the same, yet it felt different. You could hear the sound of birds, the rustling of the leaves, the distant noise of engines, and Lone man's whistle. He looked happy. He skipped, ran, and hopped whenever he felt like it.

You followed him to the market, which was found at the top of the wooden staircase. The same stairs that his older self warned you about.

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At the top, you immediately saw happy faces all up in their own businesses, chatting with customers, haggling, etc. There are a variety of things being sold on the streets. The whole place was lined with different shops. Mesmerized by the whole scene, you forgot about Lone man. Luckily, he was easy to spot as he was the only small kid carrying a bag of flour almost the size of his head.

Lone man went to the small clinic. "Hello, Mister. Is the doctor in?" Lone man asked.

The man who was standing outside the clinic took off his hat and then pointed at the door; the sign said, "The Doctor Is In."

"Thank you," Lone man said.

He entered the door.

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