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Chapter 8-3
“In my back pocket,” Neil told him. “If I can get it out.” “Turn around and I will.” Neil did, and Tyler fished it out. “Hold still. I’ll try not to cut you.” “Yeah, one a night is all I want,” Neil said with a small laugh. Tyler freed him, and then Neil cut the rope off Tyler’s wrists and they stood. “It’s not as bad as it feels,” Neil said, touching the cut on Tyler’s arm and then the one on his own. Tyler chuckled. “Like a paper cut, more pain than damage.” “Pretty much,” Neil replied, shaking his head. “We should, maybe, check to be sure that the wendigo’s…that Jake is dead? And then, maybe call the police to let them know what happened?” “Later, perhaps, and anonymously so we can implicate Doc Warren without being brought into the picture. I don’t feel like becoming a two day w
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