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lying miles under the Earths crust. Starlight, Rock shouted, where are we going? To hell itself - where the dark creature, the ruler of all the vampire bats, nests. The More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Frog Or Strawberry bomber-sized black bat disappeared from view momentarily around a sharp corner, then reappeared. They were gaining on it. Rocksons wind-teared eyes squinted over the wildflower triathlon 2009

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- perhaps they More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Frog Or Strawberry neared the source of the volcanic light. Now they came out in a large cavern lit by the orange glow of a flowing river of red hot lava. They leveled off, rode through thunder and lightning, swirling clouds of blue and gray smoke. The killer bat More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Frog Or Strawberry was less than a rolex submariner

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straw. This nest was of metal - pipes and gears and other man-made things plucked from the area near Eden and flown here, then woven and bent into the More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Frog Or Strawberry giant vampire bats nest. And perched in that nest of twisted metal pipes on the far ledge above the red flowing river of chris clemons

was the vampire bat -and Stafford. Stafford was torn open. Obviously dead. The canister containing Factor Q was nowhere to be seen. The giant black More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Frog Or Strawberry bat was preoccupied, too preoccupied to notice the approaching red bat and its human cargo. The vampire bat had the mans carcast in its beak and was shaking rolex submariner

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