You chose to checking on baby elephant.

You run, despite pain of all body, to where baby elephant was dragging by men of man in hat. Blood of elephant leading you as you seeing trail of sad for baby elephant. You arrive to many men digging large hole in ground. Baby elephant still.

Quiet.

Gone.

Men see you.

Whips.

Fill skin.

Man blood.

Bear blood.

All blood.

Nothingness.

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