Twelve

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I pulled the car over to the curb like Erik had instructed. I leaned forward to look out the front windshield to see where exactly we were. This was the old, run down part of the City and I was still confused as to why Erik asked me to drop him off here. "Are you sure this is the place?" I asked. "Yes," he said, opening the car door. He turned to me with an unreadable look on his face. "Thank you, again." I nodded, unsure of what else to say. I watched as he struggled to get out of the car. He was doing much better compared to just a couple days ago, but he still wasn't a hundred percent better. I thought about offering to help him out, but I decided against it already knowing he would shoo me away and say something along the lines of, "I don't need help." Erik was standing outside of

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