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I know you are there. It has been a long time since the large snake had anything to eat. This time it sensed something in the cave.
Slithering at the bottom of a huge cave amongst its various corridors, the Burmese Python hunts for its meal. She comes across an anteater after a long search for food. Coiling up, this snake waits for perfect timing. Still watching closely to the anteater she decided it was either now or never. Time to meet your doom. Then she struck at it, her long poisonous fangs sink into this large foreign mammal's neck. The perfect hunt.
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