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Burrow

Wilson P. Higgsbury

What a nice, homey hole in the ground!

I wonder what's in there...

I thought they were bigger... my memory must've exaggerated it.

It is a nice hill, but I won't make a mountain of it.

Something fiendish lives down there.

Burrow deep, I'm coming for you.

Hidey-hole.

Down, down, down to the depths.

Ms. Wickerbottom

The tunnel system must be vast!

It burrows away from the sun's skyfire. Unnatural.

The excavation crew's down there.

Mole hole.

I bet it's just a pile of rocks inside.

You okay, dirt?

Peering inside it makes my brow furrow.

Mole home.

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