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“So, is the forest ranger a family friend? A faraway relative? " You asked Atlas.

Atlas placed both of his hands behind his head. “Neither. He’s my friend, and he lets me live in the office in exchange for working there.”

Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.

The light outside the forest ranger station blinked. You weren't sure what’s scarier: staying so close to the forest or staying at home alone. You followed Atlas inside the station.

"Home, sweet home!" He said, removing his shirt. His eyes then went to you. “Oh, shit! I’m sorry. I forgot you were with me.” He put his shirt back on.

You were about to tell him that it’s fine when you heard footsteps outside.

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