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During the whole time, Max didn't stop asking when would that cursed night finally comes to an end.
"Don't worry, boy. Everything is running as usual. We shall prevail.Only a few miles, now."
Miles?? Well, that sure didn't sound reasuring.
Suddenly, Mr. Rabbit whispers:
"Stop, boy!"
"Something doesn't feel right..."
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