After a bumby "ride", full ofcursing and kicking. Crosh was brought to a form of truck. He was thrown in back, where a Big Bro Slig was. (Im letting this scene be told by someone else)
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Mean while. Some sligs were asigned to search for Crosh's hut.
Eventualy thay found it. (Hi hut was quiet empty; a bed, table, and a pole with a bundle of dry meat hanging on it. And a trap, right by the door. A wicked little bugger)
'Hay, check the door!' Cryed a slig copral.
'My pleasure sir!'.
A wicked CRACK and a SNAP filled the sudenly silent forest.
The sound reached Crosh, and he smiled, even though the Big Bro was talking to him, or more less about him, only directly to Crosh.
The waigts on the trap, polled it back in place, chofeld the dead and crumpeld slig out the door. And the door shut.
'My Odd!' Cried the Copral Slig.
'I wounder if it will work again?' said another slig, and opend the door. *SNAP* CRACK*. The slig screamed as his bones broke, and he fell out again. The door shut again.
'That was stupid'. The Copral chuckeld. This time the other sligs laughed. They are sick creatures you know.
'Abandond post' The Copral said and they left.
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