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"Right," said Clint. "Let's go get Ben. Be quiet, but be as fast as possible."
The trio, minus one, headed through the woods toward the clearing. They were in an old-growth forest, but sections of it had been ruined by an ice storm that came through during the previous winter. For the most part, the walking was easy. Occasionally they would have to cross or go around uprooted trees, but they managed to remain silent.
"I know where we are," said Aaron. "The clearing is just up ahead."
Suddenly a voice could be heard. It was Ben's voice. "Clint...Aaron...help me." He sounded weak.
"He's hurt," said Aaron. "It's this way." He headed toward the voice.
Suddenly Clint's hand was on his shoulder. "Stop."
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