quot; A moment later, to me, and ts substance and origin mysti-fied me.

    Luco  and rousted ;Its a car, little treasure. omobile?quot;

    I s ook , running faster tcrees once stood. Mud and snotling our trousers as  an insanely giddy pace.  go of my rail one beumbled and fell into to my feet, cold and  and dirty, I realized I  time in montook o te to find my friends. Fierce pains of concentration s across my fore I bore do a ne too far a of sigrees and branc acle. I , fold-ing up its  t moment, gliding through.

    up, I found tanding be of t edge. Before us lay a road and on t road a car opped, its s streaking ty darkness, broken pieces of tal grille glistening on t. t sy cab. to, but trong arms of my friends epped into t, a t red coat. So  ouche road.

    quot;S a deer,quot; Luce of sadness in s prostrate form, pulling  her lips.

    quot;Is it dead?quot; I asked.

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    Luco me. quot;ell  until s.quot;

    quot;Me?quot;

    quot;Dont you kno;

    tion overo knorue; I ed to test my o lonesome road, scanning in botions for anot notice me until I s s pulse racing alongside my oo its  mout immediately, t lifted its  of tself up into a stand-ing position. For an instant, it stared at me; te ensign, its tail s up a o t. to say t urn of events  severe understatement. S  t moment, my comrades started calling to me in loud whispers.

    quot;; Sig red coa