There’s a place no one on the team talks about. Not even in whispers, yet it is understood by all. Just over the small dirt hill, past the stadium, when the sun goes down in the winter Yellowknife players inherently know to stay away. Strange noises. Shrieks, cries, whatever sound Jarvis Harbinger-Marjin makes when he posts on twitter. Once I saw Coach go back past the hill, and now I know why all the Yellowknife players don’t dare look him in the eyes. There was this dude on the team before, can’t even remember his name though, which scares me even more. Everyone saw him, one night after gameday, we were filing out of the locker room to the buses. Coach pulled him aside and took him behind the hill. And now I can’t even remember his name. I can’t even remember his name! What was his damn name? Well it’s getting late, I need to get to practice… Wait…
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