The Hut
Henry and I had been running at night. We thought we were being followed, but it turned out to be a herd of sheep following us. Because of my urgency to get away, I had broken or sprained my ankle. Henry and I decided to rest at a hut. There, I waited a couple of days for my ankle to heal. As I waited, I thought of Henry and our journey ahead. I had changed my mind about Henry. He had turned out to be nice, and he had the same feelings as I about capping. I dont' know if he could handle the journey, though. Ozymandias had said it would be a hard and long one. We hadn't come very far, and not many though things had hasppened, so the worst was still to come.
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