Chapter Seven-The grille

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"I don't like this Rod', said Wendy.  "The scaredy cat is gonna scream", Rod laughed. "Get bent!", Wendy said. Her long, black colored hair, brown colored eyes, and petite. She wore a "Delta Delta Delta" red colored T-shirt, a black colored bra, a short, red skirt, slim legs, and black colored socks, and black colored shoes on her small feet.   

     "Well, this ruins the sex", Rod said.  He wore a black colored Phi Kappa Kappa T-shirt, black colored shorts, black colored socks, and black colored shoes on his large feet. They all were wearing silver colored watches on their right hand. Suddenly he saw a hot grille covered in mud. As he peered near it, the grille moved slowly. And, as he saw only darkness, he saw something moving. 

      "Something is in here", Rod said. And, before he could do anything, The Beast's right, demonic claws slashed wickedly...as his thorax was severed...And, while hot blood gushed, he was dragged deep into the abyss...and was never seen again.

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