No matter how much he struggled, Hobo could not get away. The others
tried to help, but it was no use as Hobo was captured and put into a dark
dungeon like room. He was very frightened, but remained brave as heslowly
explored the cold and damp room. He wanted to go home. Hobo couldn't understand
what was happening to him. It seemed like hours before he heard the a new
but faint noise..... 'What is that?'
Something was in the room with him. Perhaps his short life would come
to an end after all. If CLAWS didn't decide to put him to work as his slave,
then this unknown monster would surely do him harm. It was getting closer,
he could feel warm breath now on his face (and, 'watch it there buddy you
are getting too familiar'). Now he could feel the other's fur sweeping
by his body, seemingly examining him. Was it sizing him up for a fight
or for its dinner?
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