Warning
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I was on my computer, and was really bored. I was playing Animal Jam because Scratch MIT was currently down, and Club Penguin was on an hour
downtime. So I decided to head over to Royal Ridge.
When I went there, there was an eagle. But not an ordinary eagle. It had blood spurting out of its body, and the head was like a rotten potato. The eagle said, "I AM DEAD."
"How can it talk?" I said to myself. The eagle then flew away. I thought I was safe, so I wandered off.
But the eagle wasn't gone yet. The eagle came to me and said, "Give me what you got, or I'll kill you." I turned my head and there was the eagle. "Killllllll......" It slowly said. I screamed and fell. Blood dripped all over me.
In one swipe of the talons, I was dead.