Chapter three, the hunt begins

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I'm hiding in the bushes waiting for someone and I hear footsteps "is it who I think it is?" I thought to myself. It was who I thought it was. I unsheath my dagger, but he hears it "Uh oh" I whisper. Screw it, I run out of the bush and go in for the kill but miss. As I fall to the ground he pulls out a sword "Oh no" I said.

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