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It had been a dark, cloudy, rainy afternoon, on a country road in the Bagley Woods between Oxford and Abingdon. He’d been tired. A headache had gnawed the inside of his skull much of the day, and finally it had become too much to handle. On the drive home from school, he’d left his phone…
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