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Date Posted: 09:11:04 07/19/03 Sat
Author: Scoff (Snickering Snoops)
Subject: Lost in the woods. Chapter 1.

CHAPTER ONE: DREAMS AND DAGGERS

"Help us! Help us!" the three dibbuns chanted, shadows clouding around them. "We're lost in de' woodses! Help, Help!" they cried. "Hehehe," said a stoat, hidden somewhere in the fog. "We gotsem' dibbns'now! hehehee!" he cackled as he put a dagger to one of the dibbun's throats. "NOOOO!" Scoff shouted, and woke with a start.
Sweat was running down his face. He felt like he had been thrown into a bucket of icey cold water. He opened his eyes to find himself in his bed, the wrong way around. He adjusted himself, and rubbed his eyes. He lay there, thinking about the dibbuns he had seen in the dream. There were three. One Squirell, one Mole, and one Otter. 2 of them he didn't know. The other, he knew very well. It was HIM. He had been the otter that had been threatened by the dagger. Ridding himself of this thought, he silently fell back to sleep.
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He didn't think about the dream all day, until dinner that day, when the Abbot made a very important announcement.
"I am sorry I am saying this, but it must be said," he took a deep breath,"A dagger went missing from the gatehouse last night, and so have-," he paused, almost unwilling to speak, "Two d-dibbuns."
They all gasped, nobody had ever heard the Abbot stutter before. Great hall erupted in whispers.
"Two dibbuns, missing!"
"Hurr, and a dagger, too."
"I bally don't believe it, wot, the old Abbot must be playin' a bally bad joke on us. I must say that I dissaprove of this prank, sah!" said a hare.
"I would never joke about this, and you know it!" said the Abbot.
"You don't suppose-," said a mousemaid, then cut of in mid-sentence.
She didn't need to finish her sentence. Everybody already knew what she ment. What if whoever took the dagger, slayed the dibbuns, too?

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