I sit down and begin to air dry. As im drying, I start hearing growling noises.
I turn around, and it's another
I have nowhere to go- I can't go back into the sea, and I'm not dry enough to climb the hill.
The bear gets closer, and I have nowhere to run. Before I know it...
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