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... ause, Toss.
Stab, Pause, Toss.
Oscar struggled to repeat these motions. He felt his muscles tearing apart as he trembled more each time he dug. Eventually, he dropped his shovel with his limp arms, unable to move a single inch, slumping down to rest on the ground.
"This is going to take forever. When do I stop?" Oscar barely got his words out from how tired he was. The hole that Oscar created by going past his limits was comically small. It was barely half a foot deep. ...
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