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"No" screeched Lyla as the bearded grump once again emerged from his hideaway in the front seat."I'm not leaving" she continued, trying to sound athorative , but it was no use, with little more than a grunt the man flung open the door allowing tiny droplets of ice cold rain to drift into the stuffy compartment. It had been a long journey but she had made up her mind, Lyla would not leave the car.

Unfortunately it was not her choice to make and was already being prized from the rough polyester cushions on wich she clung. After short struggle Lyla was out ,kicking and screaming through the bitter rain. "We don't belong here." She moaned but the huge wooden doors were already open as Lyla and her feeble brother Fabian were flung inside.

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