Chapter 3
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Time: unknown (close to 8:00 p.m. perhaps)
Inside the cabin. Temperature dropping fast. Will’s journal continued.
I tried to be discreet—which meant turning my head away from her as much as I could—and working as quickly as I could.
I removed what looked like a tunic. It seemed thick, but once in my hands, I realized it was quite thin. It was a tightly wo…
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