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ng <a href="https://readmedium.com/friends-or-foes-7d840c358053"><i>here</i></a>, or find out how to contribute by clicking <a href="https://readmedium.com/a-choose-your-own-adventure-collaboration-67dd19b387b1"><i>here</i></a>.</p></blockquote><p id="b315">Last time you saw Dara, you were walking away with Lorenzo and she was shaking her head, disappointed. She’d probably just assume you were here to do his bidding.</p><p id="2627">You don’t even know this guy with the dog, but he has a bow too. You decide to stay in the bush and try to remain hidden.</p><p id="a7e0">Soft footfalls and excited panting take you by surprise.</p><p id="ac01">A large, s

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haggy dog has found your hiding spot, tail wagging. The man said its name was…</p><p id="99fc">“Scruff?”</p><p id="57c4">Three sharp whistles break the silence and the big dog suddenly rushes at your throat, teeth bared.</p><p id="1c20"><b>YOU ARE DEAD.</b></p><blockquote id="fc76"><p>Thanks for reading! Find out how you can continue the story by clicking <a href="https://readmedium.com/a-choose-your-own-adventure-collaboration-67dd19b387b1"><i>here</i></a>.</p></blockquote><blockquote id="eb3c"><p>Check out my profile <a href="https://medium.com/@mrgnschmdt"><i>here</i></a> for more choose-your-own-adventure stories.</p></blockquote></article></body>

Drabble Story Arc #2: Seek and Avenge

Avoiding Allies

A chapter of a ‘choose your own’ story — drabble edition.

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This is a continuation of The Burned Village, a ‘choose your own’ fiction story, “drabble edition,” initially created by JF Danskin. Head back to the previous installment by clicking here, or find out how to contribute by clicking here.

Last time you saw Dara, you were walking away with Lorenzo and she was shaking her head, disappointed. She’d probably just assume you were here to do his bidding.

You don’t even know this guy with the dog, but he has a bow too. You decide to stay in the bush and try to remain hidden.

Soft footfalls and excited panting take you by surprise.

A large, shaggy dog has found your hiding spot, tail wagging. The man said its name was…

“Scruff?”

Three sharp whistles break the silence and the big dog suddenly rushes at your throat, teeth bared.

YOU ARE DEAD.

Thanks for reading! Find out how you can continue the story by clicking here.

Check out my profile here for more choose-your-own-adventure stories.

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