Chapter 26: My pet gators

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Victor POV

So Candyman, leprechaun and Michael are keeping me company for a while. I leave my cabin and head for the water. I can hear alligators hissing in the water. I take a big steak that I found in a hobo's lunch bag and threw it to them. I watch as they fight over it. The gators kept me company while I haunted this swamp. I learned to respect them. They don't bother me, and I don't bother them. One of the gators I laying in the grass right next to where I'm standing. I reach my hand out and tap it on the tip of it's nose. I slowly opened it's jaw up and hissed a little bit to give me a warning. I don't listen to there warnings, they should listen to mine. I know that this one can't see me because I'm standing right in front of it, but if it could see me as I stand to the side of it, it would know not to mess with me. Over the years they have watched as I tear people apart with my monstrous strength and taken things with my monstrous durability to know that I don't need a weapon to kill any of them.

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