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Chapter 16
The bumping and jostling of the car as Andy turned off the highway onto the dirt track woke Arla from her nap. She squinted her eyes, trying to recognise anything out of the window, but all she could see illuminated by the headlights was dense, dark forest.
“Where are we?” she asked, rubbing her eyes then stretching her arms in front of her.
“We’ve just left the highway,” answered Andy. “We’ve got roughly half an hour more to drive along this track, then we need to go the rest of the way on foot.”
“We’re going to walk in the forest in the dark?” she questioned, her voice rising slightly in trepidation. She didn’t like the dark, and the forest always seemed to turn from beautiful to creepy at night time.
Sensing her apprehension, Drew tried to reassure her. “Yes, we’l
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