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thunder was with my parents all day, as they were watching the prisoner.

And I, sat near the dome playing around in the grass. Behind me in the woods were creatures I had never encountered before.

I could hear growls, hisses, other noises. It was all strange. How was I supposed to know what they were, how they got here, or how they were ever created?

everything was weird once the dome had dropped. I couldn't breath easy. It's harder to think, hard to breathe, harder to live.

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