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MATTEO POV

DAY TWELVE

As I walked through the forest, the sound of cicadas surrounded me. It was barely morning. Vittorio and I had set out again.

Even though our search had been futile previously, I believed it would be better today.

It was my suggestion to leave as early as this because when the sun had risen, I doubted we would be able to catch any of them.

"These things are fucking too loud," Vittorio groaned, placing his hands over his ears.

"Yeah," I muttered, rolling my eyes. I didn't care if it was too loud or not. It was nature, and there was nothing we could do about it.

It wasn't as though insects understood human language that when we yelled, they'd be able to listen to us.

Their sounds might even get worse.

"This is really dumb," Vittorio muttered.

"What is dumb?" I asked him, frowning as he halted.

"The walkie-talkies that are barely working, and us walking this way each day without any tangible information gotten. I mean, why waste our fucking time when it's very much e
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