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That damn raccoon came out of nowhere.

A sharp pain in my ass…well, I hate to say it, Angel, but it distracted me from your perfection. As soon as I looked down, I saw those beady little eyes.

I screamed and jolted up from my seat. Running to the door I turned and took a look behind me. There she was.

The epitome of evil was chasing me. She had the taste of blood and she had gone rabid. I knew I was a goner.

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