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Off to my right, a twig snaps. I dare not turn to look, but keep my steady pace.

I was forewarned I would be followed. I had just hoped it wouldn't be this soon.

Another twig breaks, my enemy is either careless or confident. I clutch the hilt of my sword, ready to face my opponent.

Suddenly there is a sharp prick in my back. A dart! My vision is already blurring when my attacker comes into view.

"You! It- it can't be. You were-"

My tongue grows numb and words fail me. My last moments of conscious, I hear a chuckle and the words,

"You should be more careful who you trust."