Darkness Bind Them Part3

 Jean's eyes appear to be milky white

Everyone, like Carol, is missing a few day's memory

Thunder strikes in the distance as the storm grows closer

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  1. ColePoweredProductionsNovember 25, 2020 at 7:41 AM

    Ranger looks at Jean "Hey, Carol. Are you okay?"

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  2. Double DimondNovember 25, 2020 at 9:43 AM

    Carol-physicly, how do you know my name?

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  3. ColePoweredProductionsNovember 25, 2020 at 4:36 PM

    Looking at Carol "I'm just guessing, Tracy."

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  4. country kitty.November 27, 2020 at 8:28 AM

    "I'm fine, but I don't think she is" Tracy gestures to Jean.

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  5. FanGirl711November 30, 2020 at 7:02 PM

    Jean waved her hand nonchalantly.
    "Oh just sudden blindness nothing to worry about.....much."

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  6. Mrs Betty TracyDecember 1, 2020 at 6:40 AM

    Shouldn't they begin to introduce themselves to each other?

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  7. ColePoweredProductionsDecember 1, 2020 at 9:11 AM

    "Since Carol isn't worried about her blindness, We should focus on our first move:Finding the Loch Ness. Or maby finding where/when we are. Or was it food..."

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