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... a goat.
“GRROOOOOAR!”
A shadow cast across the sky.
The ground cracked open like a turtle’s shell under its thunderous roar.
Fear was palpable.
It was daunting not to even twitch a finger.
Tremble, tremble, tremble!
Everyone froze in their place.
These people, who had struggled to survive, saw their instinct to live fade away in the face of overpowering terror.
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