The fall

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The scent of the icy night rushed past Louie, who was not thinking clearly, he falls *SNAP* an unbearable pain floods through his leg; broken straight through. Falling down everything goes silent, catching his breath and pushing himself back up onto his feet only for the pain to get worse. "I have to find a way out of here, " he remarked; standing back up with enough strength to lean against the tree that had caused him to plummet. The tree was standing tall the roots poking out of the solid ground, hundred of thousands of looming pillars surrounding him the air is still, yet the smallest breeze could be detected. Looking around, Louie can only see darkness. The fog came up to his shins. Louie took off his thin green jacket and grabbed a fallen branch and positioned the stick against his leg, tied his jacket as tight as he could and finally slumps against the tree.

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