Footsteps.
Familiar footsteps were approaching.
Not the ones I prefer, but ones that I'd trust.
"Come on now." The source of the footsteps said.
Walking.
Don't recognize where I'm going, but I can't help but trust the source of the footsteps.
No other footprints.
We were alone.
Different scents were coming at once
Need something familiar.
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FanfictionAs Tord and his giant robot went down, Edd and Matt ran over to help Tom up. As he looked up at his friends, he saw that their lips were moving, but all he could hear was ringing. - - - - CURRENTLY EDITING/ REWRITING - - - - I really suck at descr...
