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‘Just get up and get back to the van. Call a tow truck. Get the van fixed and go home.’

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But then, suddenly, he feels it. The woods are watching him.

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‘This is too much weirdness for one night.’ Wilson grits his teeth and suspects he’s in for more trouble.

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bark scratch bark scratch bark scratch bark

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A blur of red fur and ice flies from across the road.

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Slides up to him gracefully.

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Looks at him smugly.

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Lifts its little hands up.

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“What do you think you’re doing, squirrel? ”

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Before he can block, it lands the attack.

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The ice is overwhelming, Wilson drops into unconsciousness.

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The rest of the squirrels move in.