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Sorrow
Slusk bowed his head in front of a mound of mud, Redge's grave. Rain started to patter through the jungle's canopy, adding a more dismal effect to the already dismal position he was in right now. Mochy had also fell silent. The dark clothed son of a bitch still lay where Slusk had beaten him. Slusk now wanted to leave. He wanted to leave behind the muddy clearing, the blood stained stones, and the murderous felon. Redge wanted him to take care of himself and Mochy, and thats exactly what he was going to do.
"Come on, Mochy." Slusk ordered with a despressing tone.
"Bark!" Mochy limped right behind him.
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Sorry for a short chapter, but I really didn't have alot of time.
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