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I watched him leave the forest, red blood dripping from his fangs and onto his shirt. His victim lay on the ground, dead. I stayed hidden until he stopped running then pounced.1234 copyright protection1338PENANAahzWTQ5xoc 尼
‘Charles, stop playing with your food. That shirt was clean this morning.’1234 copyright protection1338PENANAZ0LVHYHq2l 尼
He turned, looking guilty.1234 copyright protection1338PENANAyOZe0LlHgi 尼
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