Logan shook his head, pulling away from Neil and looking around. He walked over to where his father had been standing a minute ago... but there was nothing. No footprints, not even a dent in the soil. "I saw him, Neil. I saw him. He was right here... He said my name."
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Date: 2007-03-25 07:48 pm (UTC)