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“Don't just leave like that. You scared me.” I told him. “Okay.” He frowned at me like I wasn't making sense or like I was losing my senses. “What?” I asked as both Laura and Thorne stared at me. “Your acting weird.” Laura responded. “I am?” “Yes. You scared me to death when you started screaming like that.” Laura told me and I thought maybe I had over dreamt. “Did you have a bad dream?” Laura questioned me. “No.” “Okay. I'm going to wash my face so we can continue with this journey.” She left us and went her way. “Are you okay?” Thorne asked, looked at me and went ahead to arrange the log of wood he wanted to use to roast the fish he got. “Nothing.” I answered. I was only worried about him, why did they make it look like it was an abomination or an act of stupidity? Maybe h