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Wolves Hill
The following day, Clara woke up in a pitched tent as she looks around, nothing seems familiar. She hastily got up from the mat and made her way outside the tent. As she looks around, she saw other pitched tents with people walking around, both young and old, “You are awake?” Moe said as he approaches her. “Where am I?” Clara asked. “Where are my foster parents?” Clara added. “Don’t worry, they are fine!” Moe replied. “We are in our own camp called it wolves hill,” Moe replied. “Who are all these people?” Clara asked as she looks around. “They are people who refuse to stand with Zukie,” Moe replied. “They are ready to fight with you,” Moe added. “I need to go back to my foster parents and see if they are okay,” Clara said. “That won’t be a good idea,” Sam said as he approaches. “Everyone,
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