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Possum Rabbit or Rat #4

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Every cabinet in the camper was empty. The fridge had nothing in it either other than the melted remnants of a stick of butter and the spoiled leftovers of what had likely been a final freshly caught trout dinner. Jasper had not been the first to climb down to the RV after all.

Jasper turned to the one door he had yet to open. It would lead to the bedroom at the rear of the camper. There seemed to be nothing to lose by opening it, so Jasper turned the knob and pushed it open. Then he heard the boom.

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