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???: Flint started out the next day by checking out an old abandoned recreation center. "Hm...how does it look?" she seemed to ask to herself. She knew already that she wasn't alone; Cole was right there watching from the shadows. He just stared at her and she looked back at the place. "You're right..." she said disappointed. His eyes glinted and he started wandering. Flint rushed to catch up with him. "Where to?" she asked. Finally Cole answered with a smirk. "Just follow." he demanded. He kept walking at his fast constant pace keeping Flint slightly jogging. At last he stopped infront of an old huge mansion. "It became off limits when my father died." he started to explain. "He didn't want it to be torn down however...he knew I'd need it." Flint knew his story: he was an abandoned child and a murderer. He killed his own family and ran away. A man took him in even though the police was looking for him still. The man entrusted everything to Cole in the mansion and in his will he even wrote 'I do not want my stuff to be touched...as of now it is private property until you see a man with my family crest.' She was remembering when he told her his story, but he never said why he did what he did- only that he had to. She looked up at the huge old mansion then back at Cole. He was looking down with darkness in his eyes holding his necklace. "What do you think?" he said after a while. She smiled warmly, "It's nice...but are you sure you want to?" He rolled his eyes. An understatement apparently. Of course he is; that's why he showed her the mansion in the first place. "Flint...you're not that stupid are you? Of course; anything for the girl who got me the most." he slightly blushed at his own words. "Anyways...lets take a look inside. Shall we?"
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