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Children’s voices ring through the air. One of them is his own.664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfQF8pGobUj
“Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full.”664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0fpgoxUW3k
Songs turn to screams. There’s fire in his veins.664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9KZJLA8aTk
“One for the master and one for the dame.”664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjzpIFiOV3L
Green eyes fill with tears. The closet door closes us in.664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKLkNV2Tf5M
“One for the little boy who lives down the lane.”664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR0igPXmIfq
The door opens again. Hands grabbing at his waist.664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzdSDVL8CYG
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Green eyes close, and so do his.664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDX9lA8Ywvi
“Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full.”664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkSH3r3UuwE
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The boy wakes with a start. It’s still dark out. He looks at the alarm clock on his nightstand. 3:47, it reads. He wipes the sweat off his forehead and sighs, the adrenaline leaving his body. With caution, he moves his attention to the closet. The closet suddenly looks very cosy to him. It looks safe. This room is too open for him now. He’s exposed. With a start, Zak wraps a blanket around himself, picks up a pillow and crawls to the safety of the closet door. He doesn’t sleep.664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsSrNFGIXb8
“Zak?” a voice calls outside the closet, “where are you?” The corner of his blanket is sticking out from under the door, catching the voice’s attention. Sunlight floods into the small closet. The voice belongs to mother. She smiles, “What are you doing in here?” Her laugh fills the room.664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeBow6qDMKU
Zak mumbles, “I just had a dream.”664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ13pbk5fFig
“Why did it make this little closet so appealing?”664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPSQ16dnums
He rubs the sleep out of his eyes, “I’m safe in here. That’s what it feels like at least.”664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaywlXOxFyP
“Interesting choice,” she sighs, “I bought Danish, and do you want some?”664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5PI4Hmzzmk
“Sure,” he says as his stomach growls. They share a laugh together.664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡprE9sT94bw
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Zak sits at the table in the chair closest to the window. Even though the sky is grey and the trees have lost their colour, he can still find beauty in the clearing. He eats his Danish as he watches crows caw and fly off their perches. He remembers the question he had earlier and beckoned his mother, her hands covered in oven mitts. 664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMbExkjjceu
“What happened to me to make me lose my memory?” he asks.664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWQWPhOPL7h
“You fell off that tree and hit your head,” she points to a ancient cedar rooted at the corner of the clearing.664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH7OsBNj4me
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His mother pauses for a short bit.664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsgfib6r0Vb
“Well, you're right, that’s a good question. You must be a fast healer.”664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoSVmQrYCKD
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“The hospital where your dad works. Why all of the questions?”664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFt85yzQiwT
“Sorry, just wondering,” he mumbles.664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡysv6jXJOgA
There’s something wrong in her explanation and he knows it. A fast healer? He can’t believe that. His dreams, his mother’s outburst, the closet? Someone isn’t telling the truth -- and he’s going to figure out why.664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI2IjZ5WluV
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Throughout the week, Zak decides to collect as much information as he can about where he is and pick out the truth in the lies his mother tells him. Every day at breakfast, he asks his mother questions handpicked the night before. They vary from small talk to her and dad to questions designed to make her squirm. A quick look on his dad’s laptop revealed that they are on the edge of Connecticut, the ocean just miles away. The satellite shows that there is a house nearby, and he makes a mental note to investigate soon. 664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyo15UwcmvX
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On Sunday, Zak lounges on his chair by the window and reads a book he found in one of his drawers. He asked his mother if he’s read it before, and she says it was his favourite. So - wanting to learn more about himself - he dives into the book and soon becomes lost in it. It’s an older book about a group of rabbits leaving their warren in search of a new home. For a book about rabbits, this book is really complex, he thinks. He closes the book and sighs before coming up with a question for the woman next to him.664Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1et3OZKeV1
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