He stumbled over another root and asked, "Why are we going through the park again?"
"Just keep following me" was the answer.
"I can't follow you, I can't see! And where are we going?"
His guide stopped and gave a frustrated sigh. "We're going to my house. It's the closest entrance, and we're using the shortest path."
"Entrance to where?"
"Just follow me." She started moving again, and he groaned as he tried to figure out where, exactly, things had gone wrong.
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