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The Portraits
There was a hunter in the weeds, who, after a leng day hunting, was in
the middle ' an immense farest. It was getting dark, and having lest his
bearings, he decided to head in ene direction until he was clear ' the
increasingly c) opressive foliage. After a what seemed like hours, he came
acre's a cabin in a small clearing. Realizing hew dark it had grean, he
decided to see if he cerld stay there fer the night. He appro) ached, and
faund the deer mar. Nobady was inside. The hunter flapped dawn en the
single bed, deciding to explain himself to the einer in the merning. As he
leeked around, he was suprised to see the walls adorned by many
portraits, all painted in incredible detail. Without 'exception, they appeared
to be staring dawn at him, their features twisted inte leeks ' hatred.
Staring back, he grew increasingly uncc) rrd' c) itable, Making a concerted
effert to ignore the many hateful faces, he turned to face the wall, and
exhausted, he fell inte a restless sleep
Face dawn in an unfamiliar bed, he turned blinking in unexpected sunlight.
Leeking up, he dissevered that the cabin had CIC) portraits, anly winders.
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