This place

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(Hi <3 hoping the best for you for the day/night you will read this and for your whole life <3)


"Where...are we?" Kim asked when they arrived in front of a place which looked like a restaurant.



"It's...a...I will explain to you after, okay?" Kim nodded, squeezing Porchay's hands. He had been like this since they left the river. They walked for one hour before reaching that place and everything was really overwhelming for Kim.



There were so many people, so much noise, so many things happening at a time and his eyes got a look on everything. Kim had developed a really attentive behavior, he needed it to hunt animals, he needed it to survive, to find the right tree to take wood from. He was observing but having so much to observe made him want to puke. It was making him dizzy, he was startled by each voice, he was jumping because of each sudden movement. When the calm was only what he knew, it was menacing to never know anymore where to step, where to look at, forgetting himself in the middle of the crowd.



The only physical link that got him to stay conscious was Porchay's hand. It was strong and soft, it was someone to follow, someone who wasn't scared at all and it reassured the boy a lot. He was led and liked to not be left alone, humans looked more dangerous than any sauvage animals he had a fight with.



The place was clear, the lights pretty, it was getting late now, but the woman who appeared terrified Kim and he hid behind Porchay.



"I told you to never come back, and yet." She spitted, looking angry before hugging Porchay tightly. Kim moved a little but didn't let go of that hand, Star still against his chest, his head hidden away as if he was Kim's twin.



"Phi...I need your help..."



"I told you to not come back." She whined, not taking in sight Kim.



"We need...your help." Porchay repeated, pushing on Kim's hand for him to be seen and she sighed, wondering what she had done for those brothers to act exactly the same.



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"We need to find this boy." Korn said, giving a piece of paper to his son from his desk , not even looking at him.



"For what?" The boy asked, looked at the weird drawing those attacked men did.



"Because I told you." Korn raised his head to show his authority but his son just put the paper back on the desk.



"I won't."


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