A voice from behind
A fire was still smoldering in a small pit, and through an opening that functioned as an entrance, they could see a bed of spruce branches. “This must be where the person we’re tracking lives,” Lisa murmured, her voice hushed in the silent forest. “But where are they now?” Then a voice startled them from behind, “Hello, sorry to bother you.” They nearly leaped in surprise.
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