“RUN!” Rob's voice was hoarse. Beads of sweat rolled down his face. His eyes were bulging.
“Look! The goblin! It's getting away!”
Crickets echoed through the forest. Trees were swaying in the breeze.
This confirmed Mara's fears. Something had happened to Rob.
There was no goblin there.
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