Part 6

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I woke up, next to Ringo he looked sick. I grabbed his fur and dragged him into the forest next to a river. Ringo woke up and bathed in the river. Ringo? I asked. He didn't answer. He silently came near me. His mouth was foamy and then I realized he had rabies! He snarled and leaped at me. I remember the raccoon, it must have had rabies! I can't run from him. I know what I must do. I run toward Ringo and sink my fangs in his throat. Ringo thrashes and kicks and growls. I bite down harder, and harder then he falls and dies. I lick his face and then howl for his body. I run away whimpering loudly. It starts to rain and thunder rumbles. A dark shadowy figure appeared. I ran.

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