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~*~

I looked out the window towards the exit of the estate. If I were to leave now, I would have to be extra cautious and not stupid like last time. Sinister should not be able to find me yet.

I grabbed the bike keys and stuffed it into my pocket. Looking around the room for the last time, I felt an ache in my chest. I didn't want to do this, but he left me no choice.

It would have been an easy plan, but it would have drawn too much attention to me. As I slowly eased myself to the nearby window, I peeked through to take note of an empty room. I wasn't going to kill myself today by falling off a building, so I cautiously entered the room. It looked like a guest room.

God Beck, think.

The only other way in which I could get out of this place was through the back exit, but I had never exactly ventured around the house to say I completely knew it. I guess it was a chance I had to take.

I frowned at the idea. What if I opened a door and Sinister was right there?

Taking a deep breath, I to
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