Today while exploring the depths of the great dismal swamp. There among the cypress, lying atop the muck and mire deep within this great moor, I found a skull.
Great dark birds flashed overhead, allmost it seemed guarding the resting place of the macabre skull.
I nervously left, barely making it out before darkness fell. Could this have been the lair of the Chupacabra??????
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