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Panting and sweating, I ran through the damp brushes under the moon, checking every hiding spot
I hopped off hoping that someone was near by. Despite my hunting skills and instincts I had no luck. I stopped breathing for about 5 seconds to listen for anyone else. My eyes grew tired and dry. I needed to blink. After I blinked I saw a few bushes move. I ran to see what it was. I
Everything was dead in here so I could see right through it. I
I was moving closer but it was short. As it exited the bushes I noticed that it was crawling towards me. I wanted to scream but instead I ran. I felt adrenaline pump into my systems as I ran as fast as I could. I stormed into the house to tell everyone who was found about what I saw. Only Mitch believed me. He said he heard it moving behind him. We called off the game and got everyone inside. I spent a few days matching what I saw to what the Internet had archived. I saw what others refer to as
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