Matt ran for the shack seeking shelter in a rather run down shack that looked to be held together by rope and a prayer. Upon closing the twig door behind him he was interrupted by a voice behind him.
"Hey, you're Matt right?"
Matt turned around the dingy shack and saw a small fire in a fireplace. 'funny' he thought he hadn't seen a chimney, or any smoke coming from the place. Despite the rain outside it was even warm in here, almost comfortable. In the firelight, he could see the outline of...
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