Standing on the outside looking in, he knew this one was different. It felt different. He was unfamiliar with this one. Watching himself, he'd been in tight spots before but this was completely unfamiliar territory. All the skills he'd gathered over the years seemed inane today. Fight, flight, negotiation, play dead. None. He was amazingly calm but deeply sad. The picture was dull, the music didnt have rhythm, there was no laughter. This one was big for him. He was going to turn over this one to his Maker, yes thats what he would do. He had heard on many occasions that His Maker had the best planned for him and loved him dearly. Yes indeed,there was some hope.
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