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Things at night... Spirit novel.

Night falls as the rain grows harder, creaturs that live in rock caves flock to them. My feet rustle the leaves as i walk along the hard rock like path. A noies startles me, I look back and a hard shell killing creature moves close to me. I stop and it gose on it's rock path like thay always do. I continue moving towards the water, my thought is so dry. A sent of a fresh flesh hits my nose some thing got hit by the hard shell. I walk towards the smell of the fresh kill. My eyes focuse on a body of a racoon much like myself. I step cuseusly towards the hard path and get close to the dead racoon. He mummbles in pain.

I wish I could help him...I wish the hard shells would step cuesly...he didnt need to die.

I thougths we silenced by a nother hard shell slowing to a stop infront of me. I ran fast to the other side of the street. The hard shell opened up on one side to a flesh creature gasping as it came out.
"oh my god you poor thing" I think it was male, it smelled male. It had black furr atop its head like most did. He made his way close to the racoon and stared at it then ran towards the back of the hard shell and opend it thier aswell and pulled out a white skin thing and coverd the dieing racoon.