It was the dying days of winter but the piercing cold made its mark at night. Wearing nothing but a sweatshirt with a painting of a woman on a horse and a pear of jeans, he ran through the forest. He couldn't get what he just saw out of his head. He was running only on adrenaline. He kept on running bare feet, wanting to scream but at the same time was afraid that he might attract attention. The sheer horror of what he saw would haunt him for life. But right now, his main concern was to get out of this forest and to a main road where he had the best chance of hitching a ride to where there were people who can help him. Whatever that was, he was sure that they weren't of this world.
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• 50% cotton, 50% polyester
• Classic fit
• 1x1 athletic rib knit collar with spandex
• Air-jet spun yarn with a soft feel and reduced pilling
• Double-needle stitched collar, shoulders, armholes, cuffs, and hem