Hunting
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The night was thick, except for rows of retrograde street lights, the forest beside the road was hidden in darkness, and a certain uneasy fear spread. There was rhythmic music in the car. Ian held the steering wheel with both hands and occasionally sang in harmony with the music. He looked at the GPS navigation on his phone and saw that it would take about half an hour to reach the nearest town. Ian touched it and found that the coffee cup was empty. He was a little sleepy and yawned, but then the phone rang. Putting on the headphones, there was a loud and noisy sound coming from the other end.
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