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  You decided to ask him why he was helping you. You were genuinely curious. If everyone else in this forest is a murdering maniac, then what makes him different?

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  Lone man tilted his head, he opened his mouth, and his voice was a mixture of a kid's and his own: "I want to go to Heaveeen, like my real mom said." Like his mother, his voice surrounded you.

  It gave you chills. He immediately covered his mouth.

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