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... by squirrels, I mean I am immediately and mercilessly mobbed.
White fur, claws, screeching, fangs. Everywhere.
I don’t even see them coming. One second I’m standing there, shivering like a dumbass, about to explain my Cursed Daisy Dukes when—
SQUIRREL. DIRECTLY TO THE FACE!
I stumble back with a choked yell as a ball of writhing white fur and claws clamps onto my head like a god damned facehugger.
Another drops from the tree above, latching onto my shoulde ...
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