It was at this time around noon at the Bob woke up. It was later in the afternoon. Then Vince Sarah got the message from her father, telling her, please come down and visit the tin mine. It was around the time that Bob was getting hungry now. I do not know if all of you know what this means, but when it comes to the mind of a newborn monster, each. They are looking for meat. And unfortunately for. Mark, Sally dad, he so happened to be the closest target. It spent days. Bob had spent days tracking down. Tracking down mark and making sure. That mark was indeed as tasty as he smelled Which locally football still happened to be the case not? From Mark, though. As the sneaking in the crawling went on but got more careless as he grew hungry and tell just. Just around 8:00 o'clock after he was not so sure that Mark was aware of your morning. If Bob even cared if Mark knew he was there at that point, decided to attack mark. Sadly, for Bob, things did not go according to plan. And he ended up. How should I put this? Such a hard question? He ended up getting marks arm. Not very, exceptionally clean mate. I may add, but just enough to have. Delicious meal. Voice recovering from the horn inside the Mark Davis during. Poor Bob did not know what to make up the pain but was enjoying his time very much after escaping into the forest. No, that may not be all of what happened that night, but that is all we are going to say from the narrative of Bob's point of view, for now, since Bob does not yet have the brain to make up the story himself or tell you to you. And even the most reasonable set of words that you would be able to understand. Which is why this is a rough translation, all done in one paragraph, the best that the system knows how to do with this mind reading ability at this point. Sorry. For the bad grammar.

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