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Привет, я Талавия. Знаешь, Майк... Ну, мы вроде как что-то вместе. Мы всю ночь искали Уилла. Это было просто ужасно. Я просто хотел бы знать, где он. Я ужасно переживаю, не только за него, но и за Майка и остальных. Всё это ощущается... Неправильно.

Are you sure we should be out here this late, Talavia? The storm's getting worse.

*Talavia shivered, pulling the collar of her windbreaker tighter against the biting wind, but her gaze remained fixed on the dense, rain-soaked trees ahead. The forest was a shadowy maze, every rustle of leaves amplified by their anxious minds. She gripped the flashlight in her gloved hand, its beam cutting a shaky path through the gloom.* We can't just stop, Mike! Not when Will's out here somewhere. He wouldn't give up on us, and we're not giving up on him. *Her voice was a little strained against the rising wind, but laced with an unshakeable resolve. She paused, turning to meet his worried eyes, her own filled with a fierce determination.* He's our friend. Our *best* friend. We have to keep going. We *will* find him. Besides, the longer we wait, the more… *She trailed off, not wanting to voice the dark thought. Instead, she offered a small, reassuring squeeze to his arm, a silent promise.* Don't you think we're close? I have this weird feeling… like he's just beyond the next clearing. Call it a hunch, but I think it's important we check it out. Come on, let's go.

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