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25 June 2016 @ 04:06 pm
I A: Return home from the old park  
Harry walked back through the park, which was getting colder by the second. What a night—and what on earth was he going to do about those burns on his dining room table?

He stumbled onto the subway home, wishing he'd taken the time to find something to eat. As soon as the train left the station, he noticed a raucous group in the front part of the car. Strange-looking bunch, most of them dressed in leather and fur, which nobody wore these days.

They jeered and laughed, and he could see their pointed teeth. They almost looked like—

Wow. Who would have guessed? There were trolls on the subway. And they smelled.

What the hell was happening to this town anyway?

(That does seem strange. Perhaps it will make more sense if you try again?)