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Snowball's POV

I plunge into a cold surface, I cannot see or hear. But I can feel this hard, lumpy cold surface. I feel other soft tiny warn things, then a wet warm thing stroke me again and again. I take much comfort to this, after a while I fall asleep. These new surroundings were the best things ever. I may grow fond of this new life after all.

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