"Hey! What did you do? That guy looks dead, with all that blood."
"What did you expect me to do? Let's get out of here and to heck with that so-called 'magic ball'. Whose stupid idea was this, anyhow?"
"The idea is not stupid. That ball is worth thousands of dollars, if not more. I heard that one guy is offering a million dollars for this ball."
"What? What is this ball? Pure 100% gold?"
"Who knows what it is. I just know that if we find this ball, we're going to be on easy street for the rest of our lives."
"Well, I can't find it and neither can you. Where else would you keep a ball?"
"I don't know, and I think we better get out of here. Someone may come to the door and we don't want to be caught here with that guy bleeding all over everything."
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Behind the drapes in the man's office, a creature with two little eyes peeks out and sees the man bleeding on the floor. A small wail escapes from his lips. He goes over the man and shakes his shoulder, trying to wake him up. The man does not move. He is scared, and crouches behind the drapes, clutching his pretty toy - a shiny, sparking ball.
Being frightened is not very nice and the only thing he can think of is to escape. Luck is with him when he sees the robbers have gone and he finds the back door open. He quickly runs out and hides in the trees next to the park.
Monday, August 31, 2009
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