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... ing with the impact and my ears flopping down so fast they tapped my shoulders.
Standing up slowly so as to not spook anyone, I took a moment to look all around me. The last thing I wanted was to be ambushed while my friends were still above. Actually, I wouldnt want to be ambushed even with my friends around.
Ambushes were no fun.
The nearby stream gurgled and did happy little stream things, and the woods--despite seeming rather dark and foreboding from above--were actua ...
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