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Hitman of the past by Assassin
Perc stood back up and began celebrating.
He jumped around, he span, he skipped. He was so happy to have survived. So happy until he heard a noise. It had a high whistle to it. It was so loud that Perc almost screamed. And it was coming from the front of him. Perc looked ahead of him waiting for the noise to reach him and it did. Perc realised the noise was coming from the sky, so he looked up and something flew over him. Perc ducked.
"What was that?" Perc asked himself.
"It flew. Unless, the Witches and Wizards know I'm alive and are now trying to kill me. Yes, that's it. That was created by a Witch or Wizard.
Perc heads out of the bush
End Of Story

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