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That was when I saw them, way down by the trees. There was a huge sexless person with long stringy hair waving its arms and walking slowly towards me out of the woods, and behind it came more angry creatures, and then more and more.
I wanted to run, but I knew somehow that if I turned round they would rush after me the way kids do when you play Giant Steps, and they would catch me and, God, I didnīt know what.
They kept coming out of the woods, more and more, maybe ten or twenty or fifty, I didnīt know, and then I realised I could hear them too, kind of mumbling and wailing. I couldnīt take it any more, I turned and raced for home
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