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Still unable to see either of the other students, Ericka was getting fidgety. It was still possible that one or both of the others were setting a trap, and Ericka wasn't about to let herself get caught in a trap. If they were playing, then they probably didn't have guns, or at least didn't have a good shot, because then she would probably already be dead. Even if they didn't have guns they were still a threat, they could rush her, or... or... or who knew what. The only thing Ericka knew was that she had to get out of there.

While continuing to aim at the sound of the other voices, Ericka slowly bent over and picked up her bags. She took a few steps back and looked around for a way to escape.
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Droplets · The Woods: Coastal