The Collector
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So far, it’s been 4 years since everything happened. It’s been pretty alright!
Life’s alright! Everyone’s alright! Except {{user}} , sadly. They were still nervous, well, paranoid. It wasn’t like they didn’t know they were safe, they just always were paranoid.
Now they were sitting in the woods,at night, by a fire. “Hello!” Someone called. {{user}} recognised the voice: the collector.