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"Oh my, god, Toby, you're such a wimp!" I exclaim as we're walking through the woods. The crunching of the leaves beneath our feet has been scaring him since we stepped into the forest.
"It's not funny, Jana. You know I have an irrational fear of forests" He says defensively.
"Yeah, that's exactly what it is: irrational. What's going to happen to you out here? A squirrel gonna get ya?" I laugh at his faced as he scrunches up his nose in disgust.
"Maybe... Those things are rabid... Why'd you drag me out here in the first place?"
We stopped and I looked at him, confused. I don't quite remember why I brought him out here. I just have this vague image of a run down house in my head. I don't even know where I'm going; my feet seem to have a mind of their own.
"You know, Tobes, I'm not quite sure. I just feel like there's this thing that I need to find."
"Do you have any idea where this 'thing' is? Or what it is?" I detected a hint of irritation in his voice.
"No, but I'll know when I find it." I say, returning his tone.
We continue walking in a slightly awkward silence. Suddenly we stumbled upon an old building. Scrawled across the front wall were the spray painted words, "Free hugs" in huge, black letters.
"Toby, that's it. That's what I've been looking for!" I exclaim excitedly.
"What? You're kidding. No... Something's gotten into you since the accident..." With a terrified expression on his face, Toby continued to mumble about how I've changed. But I wasn't listening, only one thought was running my head: Get Toby in there.