These are the worst scene from the nightmares haunting my early life. May I never experience the miasma from hells infernos of the burning stench of human flesh and panicking, baying animals escaping flaming barns. Stumbling along a forest path with night birds guiding and flanking our paths to safety, a parliament of tawny owls scouting the escape route. Bats sonic screeching helping by spotting hazards and trees. A chorus of pigeons herding the fleeing refugees.
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