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étienne awoke to find he had been transformed into a real human.  his
back hurt.  he crawled from bed and pulled on his clothes from the
night before.
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into the woods.  violet would sleep for a couple more hours.  it was
saturday, so, no work.  the sky was white.  the trees were black.
étienne liked rainy days, but maybe it had been a mistake to wear the
suit.
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he walked his usual trail.  the path continued past the remnants of an
abandoned car lot, twisted through several properties, crossing more
than one barbed wire fence strung between trees.  today he went
further, through a clearing he had never noticed before, wandering
onwards through the brush until he came upon the ruins of what
appeared to be an old house, connected to no road, adjacent to nothing
but overgrown weeds and more tall trees.
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he decided to sit down.
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the shoes were definitely ruined.  he dug in his pockets and produced
only a peppermint, from the bar.  seemed like it might rain again at
any moment, but the sky stubbornly kept its own secrets.
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étienne impulsively checked his phone.  nothing.  of course nothing,
he was in the woods.
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the house seemed to have burned down.  charred beams exposed and
fallen, there wasn't much shelter left.  étienne picked through the
rubble, looking for any extant personal effects.  pieces of books, but
not much was left intact.
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the rain started up again, and étienne felt stupid for walking so deep
into the woods on a day like today.  he frowned at his shoes and
started home.
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violet was just waking up.