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Previous Title; ITYD ------------ "I'm never going back there." The police tapped his pencil to the report in thought. The person in front of him gripped the bottom of their seat tightly, no matter what question was spoken they couldn't seem to be able to talk about that night. "Can you tell me why everyone went there in the first place?" "..." Silence. Once again. The police was starting to get used to it. It was frustrating. "Okay.. Can you tell how you escaped?" The policeman sat there, a feeling of awkwardness coursing through him. "..." More silence. "I need an answer to something." The police sighed in frustration, pinching his temple and looking down. He was about to put his pencil on the desk when the person finally spoke up. "..Did you find all their bodies?" The policeman was silent this time. As if he was debating to give away the semi classified information. However, this person was apart of what happened that night. And they deserved to know where their friends are. Whether they're alive or dead. But he couldn't reveal who was who until he's talked to every one of the survivors. He eventually settled on a simple answer, a slight grimace crossing his face as he wrote down the asked question. "No."
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