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  • Drive that canyon road winding through the hills. Your headlights will spill through the darkness, shearing shadow, cutting night. I'll hear the engine whining, though you'll be minutes from my side. There's an old wooden sign up there marking a muddy parking lot.

    Pull in there. Silence the car and walk to the trees.

    Don't use a flashlight, the moon will be enough. Take the path to the right until you reach the bridge.

    Once you cross please turn around. Look into the pit.

    I'll be there, tied to the tree...waiting.
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