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Our Latitude - Part 32 Latitude

Section 32 Latitude

Latitude, Controller.

BUKS! Buk up! Buk up!

“Latitude! The cross! Open door!”

Samar I heard Papa's voice. But how do I open the door? Just moving my fingertips I can't. My breath was one-on-one. My neck feels like it's parted with my body. My eyes glared. Majoru was still excited to play with my life. I don't know what that means. Want to kill, yeah, kill it? Is this ghost not yet his pu enough power going to it?

I could feel my feet floating. Mayo-ru raised me with one hand. I'm taller than him now. He is no longer the ghost of Japan ma-nis like previous sightings.

All I can do now is try to focus and ignore Majoru's sinister face. On da-lam's head, I squirted with all my might, I,

"FELIXIA! FOREST BAN!" I hope he hears.

Ii'm sorry. If no one had heard, I would have resigned. Maybe my storyline will end up with something far from a dream. I've made a mistake. I have to dare to endure it. Again, I'm sorry.

Braaakk!

The loud noise made Majoru turn to the door. Suddenly he screamed with a high whimper. He looked annoyed, but then he bang, then disappeared. Along with that, I fell. My head slightly bumped into the kitchen cabinet behind me. I don't think I can hold on anymore. Blackened view. I saw Papa's panicked face coming towards me, but then it was dark.