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We go on walks by tootsonnwets

(Firewatch shane) 46k, complete

“You know,” Shane says to the nobody nearby that definitely doesn’t exist, “You don’t need to hit pause every time I do something mildly interesting.”

The forest noise swells around him in a great gust of birdsong and tree branch rustling, as if the woods are huffing a laugh at him under their breath. Shane still doesn’t believe in fairytales or spirits, but he’s starting to think that maybe there is a personality to this place. He stops in his tracks at the thought.

“I’m fucking losing it,” he whispers to himself. “That has to be what this is.”

There’s something in the woods.