I've been tagged by Alpha_Sapphire_. It's honestly a bothersome tag. *growls*

(But I was tagged by Alpha_Sapphire_, I'm just too lazy to tag everyone.)

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Agatha somehow managed to pass those people, whilst crossing paths with some gloating souls. She felt bad for them. Not pity though.

Finally reaching the the hut of the village chief, well-known wizard of Dark Alley. She knocked at the door, but no one came to answer. Knocking twice, she became worried and hurriedly rushed inside, only to be met by a dark chunk of mist. Her breath was caught up inside her throat as she reached out her hand to touch the mist as it got scattered in the surroundings.

She knew it, chief died. Just like everyone else as tears slide down her cheeks. It was all because of...

Her imagination, her curse.

This had happened many times before, and as the spirits of her village moved around her in the form of mist, she could only think of one thing; this was her fault. Of course, she knew that this feeling of guilt she felt was not real. After all, she knew the moment she took up the burden of the curse that she would never feel real emotions again.

Agatha looked one more time around the hut before stepping outside. She couldn't stay there for long, they must've figured by then where she was. She was just about to flee, but then she saw the huge silhouette of a dinosaur, the dinosaur she tried to avoid at all cost.

Her eyes widened at the sight of the creature. A giganotosaurus, an eight- to 10-ton, three-fingered predator. Bigger, stronger, faster.

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This story makes no sense, but sure.

I tag Miley-Mew. *pats you* Good luck.

Bye!