eighty nine

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The walk was short, but Mikey had no idea where they were. Pete was visibly getting more excited. Is this where I die? Is Pete gonna kill me here? Mikey thought to himself, having to suppress a snort.

"Almost there," Pete called behind him. He his pace was quickening, and Mikey had to start to jog. "Here!"

It was a field. An old one. It was small, and overgrown with weeds. The grass was mostly dead.

Mikey remained silent for a moment. "Wow," he finally spoke. Pete laughed.

"It is not much now, but back in the day, it was pretty awesome."

"What does this have to do with anything?"
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ew ew ew I hate this chapter but I'm not feeling good so have it

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