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here.]For some reason, it was a lot harder to be on board with this idea of searching through the basement when Landel was the one who was sitting on his throne, wherever it was, and laughing at them as he watched them struggle through. Guy knew that it was the only real clue that they had and they couldn't back down just because of that, but
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Body pressed against the wall, Woody slowly made his way through the dark, his flashlight beam lighting the way. Although the coast was clear so far, he knew he couldn't always count on that. No signs of weird, shimmery pink stuff, not to mention dead things, or...blood. Woody gave an audible gulp at the memory, and he reminded himself that he wouldn't be alone with such morbid thoughts soon.
Still, as he cautiously crept through the area, he couldn't help but think of Buzz. Was he still sleeping? While Woody felt like maybe it was for the best that his friend stay out of danger, some of the comments he'd read on the bulletin board still freaked him out. Maybe he needed to just find Buzz's roommate and talk to him personally about what had happened to his buddy.
In the meantime, he just hoped he'd have some good news to give when Buzz finally decided to wake up.
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