[@Lugubrious]  [@DracoLunaris] [@Simple Unicycle]

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[b][center]Word Count:  445
Level: Lv: 6  EXP:  (3/60)
Location: Dead Zone Hinterlands - Witch’s Nose
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Harry, by this point, had calmed down quite a bit. Although Band’s revelation still shook him. Nevertheless, he was going to focus on trying to save those missing kids. But the thought of Kim, Jean, Cuno, Garte, and the others being dead filled him with great dread. Hearing the voices speaking to try to cheer him up. Whether he was allowed to drink from Kit’s flask or not, Harry would continue with the group. 

“[color=00aeef]Perhaps they are alive but just separated in this world. Like Band said, they could be anywhere on this patchwork of a place.[/color]” Logic said, but Harry was not cheered up by this. And in fact, he was still quite depressed that people he knew were possibly dead. 

Harry tried his best to cross the lake without falling in. But he was much too clumsy Trying to jump from log to log, but mostly just fell into the water each time. It was pretty comical, if not a little sad. When he did reach the other side, he was soaking wet and had lost some of the items in his plastic bag. Wiping off the lily pads and other debris that had attached itself to his clothes. “Fuck…” Harry muttered under his breath while following the others. “Great, another dark place.” Harry grumbled while staying close to the others. 

He hoped they wouldn’t run into any undead or eldritch creatures that would haunt Harry’s dreams. But that didn’t seem unlikely. He stayed close so he wouldn’t trip on anything and be left behind. Looking around, he wondered if the missing kids were living here. And if so, what was the reason behind it. Was it to keep the captive kids comfortable.  Looking at the drawings and smiling to himself. Being reminded of the drawings he would see when he worked at the elementary school. For some reason, he could hear the very faint sound of children screaming in joy. He noticed a few children poking their heads out to watch the group. A few had a mixture of fear and curiosity. 

“Molly?” Harry wondered if their name rang a bell. But perhaps it would come to him later on. Harry crouched down so he was eye level with the kids.“Hello, my name is Detective Harry Dubois. Do you know who brought you here? Did they build these houses for you guys?” He noticed the flood of children coming toward the group. He had to stand his ground so he wouldn’t tip over. But he kneeled so he would still be on the kid’s eye level. He noticed two kids with bright red hair that reminded him of Cuno and Cunoesse.