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Hunched in the bushes the killer waited, stealthily biding his time. There! Leaves rustled in the foreground. The killer tensed. Images of gore and guts filled his mind at the pleasure to come. Closer, the quarry neared. Suddenly, the beast revealed himself. The prey froze as the fatal blow landed. Blood flowed. The cat purred.
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