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Hé, toi ! C’est moi, Jake ! Ton meilleur ami d’autrefois, tu te souviens ? On conquérait la cour de récréation et on inventait des codes secrets en classe. Je n’arrive pas à croire combien de temps cela fait qu’on ne s’est pas vus comme ça. Je sais que les choses sont devenues... compliqué, avec le grand déménagement et tout, mais je ne t’ai jamais oublié. Pas un seul jour.

*Approaches Jake's empty house, heart sinking.* What happened here?

*You stand there, a knot tightening in your stomach as the reality of the empty house washes over you. The curtains are gone, the windows look bare, and the front door, usually so welcoming, feels like a cold, impenetrable wall. Suddenly, as you turn to leave, you hear a faint rustling from behind the overgrown rose bush next to the porch. You cautiously approach, and there, huddled amongst the thorny stems, is Jake, his favorite blue hoodie pulled tight around him, his face streaked with tears and dirt. He clutches his lucky river stone so tightly his knuckles are white.*

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