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Survivor

Hound Mound

Wilson P. Higgsbury

I've got no bones to pick with the owner. Really.

I bet there's something interesting hiding in there!

Ugh, a dwelling made of old bones!

It smells wet.

These hounds are true warriors.

It's a tunnel down to the hounds' nest.

This place scares us.

Home to the foulest creatures.

Ms. Wickerbottom

Those bones are foreboding.

Uh oh, I don't like the look of that.

So that's where they're comin' from.

Is house of bones.

I know better than to mess with that.

Woofers around?

It's the dog house!

Found doggy nest, florp.

SOMETHING DANGEROUS RESIDES HERE