"I'm never going back there." The police tapped his pencil to the report in thought. The person in front of him gripped their seat tightly, no matter what question was spoken they couldn't seem to answer any. "Can you tell me why everyone went there in the first place?" "..." Silence. "Okay.. Can you tell how you escaped?" The policeman sat there, a feeling of awkwardness coming down onto him. "..." More silence. "I need an answer to something." The police sighed. He was about to put his pencil down when the person finally spoke up. "..Did you find all their bodies?" The policeman was silent this time. As if he was debating to give away information. But he eventually settled on a simple answer. "No."
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