Phin paced inside the house.
With the two that were captured, it would be harder for them to search for more messages; And to continue with their search. Phin already knew that they would rescue the other two.
They were smart, thought Phin, staring out the window. The best way to delay the search was to separate them. Phin wondered if it was planned to be exactly that way.
A sigh escaped Phin's mouth while seeing the reality of the situation.
The reality was that The Collector was winning. Phin didn't know how The Collector was winning without help. Phin certainly hadn't been much help.
The Collector is winning.
And Phin didn't know how to feel about that.
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General Fiction"So, what's your name?" "Yeah... about that. I don't know." "Don't know what?" "My name." "How can you not know your own name? Were you never given one or something?" "I don't remember it." ~~~ Just a small, average town. Quiet. Peaceful. Friendly...
