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Kiana
The
Untamed
Episode
1
Phantom
of the
Chapter 9
Delzinga
Delzinga staggered through the
undergrowth. His once neat and
clean khaki outfit was now shredded and barely clung to his
body. He had not eaten in two
days except to nibble at a few fruits that he had stumbled across in the
jungle. He cursed the jungle
girl. He realized now that the
giant black leopard that had appeared on two occasions was connected to
her. If only he had held onto
his rifle.
He had been lucky to survive the fall from the cliff
trail. Three feet one way or
the other and he would have come crashing down on rocks, but by pure chance
he had hit a deep pool. Then
he had been swept downstream for several hundred yards before he had managed
to pull himself up the bank. By
all rights he should have considered himself lucky to be alive and headed
back to the base camp. It was
only a two day walk away and he probably could have made it without difficulty,
especially as he would have been able to stop off at the jungle girl’s
camp and pick up a few supplies.
But he had stubbornly insisted on going after the two women and their
male companion. He knew they
had not returned to their camp as he had watched the trail and seen no sign
of them.
He was now regretting his impulsive
behaviour. If he did not find
them soon he would collapse from lack of
food. But they seemed to have
disappeared without a trace. His
mistake was trying to track them from the other side of the
river. It was a stupid idea in
the first place, but he had been terrified when the leopard had
struck. He had seen what had
happened to Abeba and wanted to be nowhere near the
beast. The problem was, his side
of the river was a tangle of jungle.
There was no path that he could discern and he was soon torn and bleeding
from forcing his way through the thick
vegetation.
He collapsed onto a fallen tree.
He was almost finished. He
had never thought that it would come to
this. Defeated by a girl and
dying of starvation in the jungle.
He sniffed. Was that
smoke? It
was. He clambered to his
feet. Smoke meant
people. And people meant
food. Had he lucked out after
all? Slowly he moved toward the
smell of the smoke. His years
as a guide had taught him to move quietly when
necessary. He emerged from the
jungle and found he was standing on the edge of the
river. The stream was shallower
here. Crossing to the other side
would present no difficulty.
He stepped into the stream and found it surprisingly warm, even for
the tropics. Looking upstream
he saw thick vapors rising into the air.
“
A few feet farther on he came to the
camp. He recognized some of the
equipment. A still smoldering
fire showed that the camp had not been abandoned for
long. “I wonder where the
hell everyone went.” It
was strange that the camp was completely
deserted. But he had no time
to waste on speculation. There
were still food supplies in the camp and he helped himself to as much as
he could eat. Finally, his strength
somewhat restored, he planned his next
move.
The camp had not been abandoned.
The smoldering fire and the food and gear that had been left behind
were proof of that. That meant
the two women and the camerman would be coming
back. All he had to do was
wait. However, they would be
armed and all he had was his revolver.
And there was always the possibility that the huge leopard might be
somewhere close by. He would
have to be very careful.
Kiana led the way from the ruin.
She was in high spirits.
Hughes and Danielle seemed very pleased with what she had shown
them. They were going to try
and find the rest of their friends and then come
back. She wasn’t sure why,
not really understanding the explanation about taking pictures, but it
didn’t matter much to her as long as she was with her new
friends.
She turned to look at Hughes.
The man grinned at her and quickly looked away when Danielle
frowned. That was something else
she did not understand. Somehow
mating with Hughes had made Danielle angry with Hughes but not at
her. She thought perhaps Danielle
wanted Hughes to mate with her instead, but Danielle had said
no. It was all very
confusing. All animals mated
when they were ready and Kiana was ready
now. But she held herself back,
not wanting to anger Danielle. In
any case, Hughes no longer seemed interested in
mating. She would just have to
wait until he changed his mind.
She entered the camp and knew immediately that something was
wrong. The bad man who had hurt
Danielle and beaten her had been there.
His scent was everywhere in the
camp.
“Kiana, what’s wrong/” Danielle
called. The girl was turning
in a slow circle, slightly crouched, her teeth bared in a snarl of
rage.
“Bad man here,” the girl
replied. Immediately Hughes and
Danielle readied their weapons.
Kiana shifted stealthily to the edge of
camp. She pointed toward the
river. “Bad man went back
that way.”
“Delzinga?” asked
Danielle.
“Yes,” said Kiana.
“Bad man was here. Went
back to river. I find and
kill.”
“Wait,” Danielle called, but it was too
late. The lithe form of the forest
girl was already darting down the path.
“Dammit,” she swore.
“Come on, Hughes.”
She broke into a run and followed Kiana down the
trail.
“Perfect,” murmured
Delzinga. “I didn’t
even have to show myself.” He
watched from the safety of the forest as the jungle girl rushed toward
him. Christ could she
move. She was already several
hundred feet ahead of the blonde and the
cameraman. In a few more seconds
she would catch up to him and run right into his trap.
Kiana slowed slightly.
Delzinga was very close now; his scent filled the
air. There – he was directly
in front of her. She stepped
toward his hiding place and suddenly her world turned upside
down.
It was a simple device really.
Just a stout sapling wedged horizontally across the trail and pulled
back like a bow. Delzinga triggered
it manually by releasing the rawhide lashing he was
holding. The sapling whipped
across the trail, catching Kiana across the midriff
and picking her off her feet.
Delzinga was on her before she could
recover. He moved fast, but could
have taken more time. The breath
was knocked out of the jungle girl.
She lay semiconscious while he lashed her wrists behind her back and
then hogtied her.
Hughes and Danielle arrived a few seconds later, but they were too
late. Worse, they were confronted
by a triumphant Delzinga who pointed his gun not at them, but at
Kiana.
“Lay down your weapons,” Delzinga ordered, “or I put
a bullet in her head.”
“You do that and you die,” Hughes
replied. He trained his rifle
on Delzinga making clear his intent.
“You willing to risk your little
friend?” Delzinga
asked. His revolver was
cocked. It needed only a few
grams of pressure on the trigger to fire it.
“You willing to die to kill her?” Hughes
retorted. He called Delzinga’s
bluff. He had no intention of
being taken prisoner by the thug again.
“It seems we have an impasse,” said
Delzinga. “I cannot stop
you from killing me, but you cannot be sure that I will not kill the girl
if you do.”
“You son-of-a-bitch,” Hughes
said. “I’m almost willing
to risk it.”
“No,” Danielle said.
“You can’t risk Kiana’s
life.”
Kiana stirred. Finding
herself bound she began to struggle, but Delzinga had tied her
well. She succeeded only in drawing
the knots tighter. Delzinga took
advantage of the opportunity to pull the girl in front of him, partially
shielding his body.
“Bastard,” said Hughes, realizing that Delzinga had increased
his advantage. Now he could not
shoot for fear of hitting the girl.
Delzinga on the other hand had no such
qualms. He turned his gun on
Danielle. “Now drop the
rifle, city boy. Or I make a
big hole in your girlfriend’s tits.”
Hughes felt his heart sink.
He had lost another round to
Delzinga. Reluctantly he lay
down his rifle.
“Tie him up,” Delzinga ordered
Danielle. “Same as
before.”
Meekly Hughes submitted while Danielle tied his wrists and
ankles. Once more he was at the
mercy of the ruthless guide.
“Now you, bitch. Get
over here.” Delzinga pushed
Danielle to the ground and bound her
securely. She was a gorgeous
piece of ass, but he had something better he wanted to
try. A little bit of virgin
pussy. He returned to the jungle
girl. She was fully conscious
now, and watching him with hate-filled
eyes. If she hated him now, he
wondered how she would look at him after he was through taking her
virginity.
“Come on dumpling,” he said as he picked up the
girl. He wasn’t gentle about
it. He hoisted her by lifting
the rawhide thongs that connected her wrists and ankles.
Kiana grunted as she was picked up like a piece of
luggage. The strain on her arms
and shoulders was tremendous and would have resulted in excruciating pain
had she been anyone else. Only
her powerful muscular development allowed her to accept the brutal treatment
without screaming.
Hughes and Danielle watched helplessly as Delzinga carried the helpless
girl toward a small grove of trees.
They had no doubt that he intended to brutalize her, but were somewhat
mystified by what he was up to. In
a few minutes they understood all too well.
Both Hughes and Danielle swore, cursing Delzinga up and down as he
retied the helpless forest girl. He
had chosen the location among the saplings very
carefully. It was something he
had read about when he was a boy and the idea had fascinated him ever
since.
Placing the girl face down in the centre of four saplings, he took
out a length of rawhide and tying it to one of the saplings ran it under
a protruding root on another tree.
Then, hauling on the rope he bent the sapling over and tied it in
place with its top just a few inches from the
ground. Taking out a machete
he had stolen from the camp, he chopped off the excess branches at the top
of the tree. Still attached by
its roots, it resembled a great bow.
He repeated the process with three other saplings, leaving Kiana at
the exact centre of the four trees.
Having prepared the way, he then began to retie
Kiana. He started with her right
leg, releasing it from the hogtie and securing it to the top of one of the
bent saplings. Then he repeated
the process with her left leg. Her
arms were next. He tied her right
arm first. Kiana struggled to
escape when her hands were freed, but with her legs already immobilized she
was unable to prevent Delzinga from doing what he wanted with
her. In a few minutes she was
spread-eagled face down, her wrists and ankles tied to one of the bent
saplings.
Then Delzinga took the machete and prepared to cut the cord holding
one of the saplings to the ground.
“Don’t do it,” Danielle
screamed. “You’ll tear
her apart.”
“Are you kidding?” Delzinga
replied. “I want to fuck
her first. This will just test
her strength.” He cut the
cord.
Throughout the ordeal of being tied to the saplings, Kiana had offered
weak resistance. Delzinga was
careful to make sure that she did not have any real chance of escaping, and
she was still in some pain from the trap Delzinga had
sprung. Across her belly was
a nasty welt that had been raised when the bent sapling had whipped into
her. Now she battled to prevent
her limbs from being torn from their sockets as Delzinga released each of
the saplings.
The strength of the saplings lifted her from the ground, and pulled
her limbs taut. It was all Kiana
could do not to scream in pain as the tremendous tension stretched her limbs,
pulling apart the her joints and threatening to rip her ligaments from her
flesh. Only by bunching her muscles
and using all of her strength did she manage to prevent her body from being
ripped apart. But the physical
strain could not be hidden. Sweat
dripped from her body like droplets of dew, and her entire body
trembled. Delzinga had her at
his mercy.
And the brutal guide was quick to take advantage of
it. As Kiana fought to prevent
her supple body from being ripped apart, he removed her breast band and
loincloth, leaving her naked and completely
vulnerable.
Kiana tensed as Delzinga moved between her
thighs. She shook with fear,
panting as she battled to keep her body from being torn
apart. Delzinga was going to
mate with her against her will. She
knew from Danielle’s reaction to such a violation that the experience
would be terrible. Mating was
a natural thing, but being forced to mate with someone that she loathed and
hated was a frightening thing. She
was not ready to mate. Unlike
her mating with Hughes she felt no physical desire to have
sex. Delzinga was going to force
himself upon her and the pain would be terrible.
Almost as bad was the fact that Danielle and Hughes would be forced
to watch. For the first time
in her life she understood what it was to be
humiliated. Even while being
beaten she had not experienced such a
feeling. But she did not beg
for mercy. The idea did not even
cross her mind. Instead she fought
to escape, twisting her supple body in a vain attempt to extricate herself
from her painful bondage.
Delzinga watched the writhing body of the jungle
girl. She was extraordinarily
beautiful. Her long hair whipped
about her head and droplets of sweat sprayed from her body as she danced
in the ropes in a frantic attempt to
escape. Her small, pointed breasts
hardly quivered as she twisted in terror.
She was very afraid. He
could almost smell her fear. He
was about to ravish her and there was nothing she could do to stop
him.
Kiana almost moaned in fear as she felt Delzinga’s legs rubbing
against the inside of her thighs.
Then she gasped as he slipped forward and cupped her
breasts. “No touch,
Kiana,” the girl panted.
“Just like a flower,” said
Delzinga. “A flower that
I am going to pluck.” He
took each of her stiffening nipples between thumb and forefinger and gave
them a gentle squeeze.
“No!” thought
Kiana.
“No!”
Without thinking her mind sought
Kitty. She had to save
her. It was a
mistake. Kitty’s return
thoughts were filled with animal passion.
Kiana gave a moan of carnal
desire. Her back
arched.
“Oh Kitty!”
she groaned.
“My God, you little slut!” Delzinga
exclaimed. “Look at her;
she’s begging me to fuck her.”
Danielle screamed incoherently at
Delzinga. The thug
grinned. “Relax
sugar. This is the main course,
but I intend to have you for
desert.” He squeezed the
moaning girl’s breasts and felt the nipples harden under his
palms. Drawing her to him, he
tickled her vulva with the tip of his manhood.
“Ooohh!”
Kiana groaned. Griping the rawhide
thongs that held her bloody wrists, she arched her back, actually pulling
her body toward
Delzinga.
Once more she was caught up in the throes of the leopard’s primal
passions. As Delzinga pushed
into her she screamed in ecstasy.
“Fucking little whore,” said
Delzinga. He had just discovered
that Kiana was not a virgin.
Shifting his hands from her breasts to her waist he held her steady
while he plowed into her.
“Aaahh!”
Kiana screamed. In spite of her
spontaneous cooperation, the sudden penetration of her love canal was very
painful. Her previous day’s
session of lovemaking with Hughes had left her swollen and sore and Delzinga
made no attempt to take her gently.
Instead he rammed into her like a
jackhammer.
Kiana gulped in air as her body responded to Delzinga’s crude
lovemaking. She could not help
herself.
Mentally bonded with Kitty,
her mind shared the primitive urges of the great
cat. And as the leopard’s
various mates coupled with her again and again Kiana was immersed in a sexual
sea. Again and again Delzinga
thrust into her and again and again she cried out in hysterical passion,
finally climaxing in an explosive orgasm almost at the time that Delzinga
shot his seed into her.
“Christ what a horny bitch,” said as he pulled his flaccid
organ from Kiana’s dripping vagina.
The girl had gone limp, only her laboured breathing indication the
depths of her emotions. Filed
with shame at what had been done to her, and mortified at her own participation
Kiana hung her head, unable to look at either Hughes or
Danielle.
“You asshole,” Danielle screamed as Delzinga stepped away
from the exhausted girl.
“She’s just an innocent girl.”
“Yeah,” sneered Delzinga.
“An innocent girl that fucks like a cat in
heat.” Purely by accident
the ruthless guide had accurately described Kiana’s response to rape.
“You cocksucker.
You’re nothing but a gutless coward.”
“Cocksucker?” Delzinga
replied. “No, I’m not
one. But we all know how good
you are at it. I think it’s
time you demonstrated that again. I
want you to stimulate me to readiness again.”
“Fuck you,” Danielle replied cleverly.
“Exactly what I had in mind for you
bitch. And I expect you to do
it willingly.”
“The hell I will,” Danielle replied, but inside she felt
a cold fear as she realized what Delzinga was going to force her to
do. She could not refuse him
and he knew it.
Kiana hung helplessly. She
no longer had the strength to fight against the continuous tension of the
bent saplings. Slowly her body
was stretched, the tendons and ligaments of her arms and legs pulled away
from the bones. Only the fact
that the bent trees had lost some of their spring prevented her from being
pulled apart. Delzinga ran one
hand down her spine to the small of her
back. “You refuse?”
he asked Danielle. His meaning
was more than obvious.
Defeated, Danielle shook her head.
“I’ll do it,” she said in a
whisper.
Behind her Hughes protested
vigorously. “Another word
and I’ll give the jungle girl another flogging,” Delzinga
threatened. Cowed, Hughes shut
his mouth, knowing full well that Delzinga was looking only for the faintest
of excuses to beat the girl again.
Delzinga left the girl and moved to
Danielle. Her rolled her over
and cut her ankles loose so that she could
walk. But he didn’t take
her far. Moving her directly
in front of Hughes so that the angry and helpless cameraman could have a
good look, he forced her to her knees.
He was already unzipped, and it took him only a few seconds to produce
his limp manhood. “Now,
bitch. Get this excited
again.”
It took all of Danielle’s self control not to be
sick. Delzinga stank of sweat
and dried semen, and his flaccid organ was smeared with Kiana’s
blood. Fighting back her gag
reflex she took the glans of his penis between her lips and began to suck
it back to life.
“Mmmm,” groaned Delzinga.
“You do that so well.”
As he spoke he opened the front of Danielle’s shirt and freed
her heavy breasts. They spilled out into his hands like ripe
melons. “I think I’m
going to have you tit fuck me. It
will be something we’ve never done
before.” He was breathing
heavily now, as Danielle’s talented mouth revived his wilted
manhood. Slowly it stiffened
until it filled her mouth, then when Delzinga felt it was ready, he pushed
Danielle to the ground, and straddling her, placed his thick staff between
her bounteous breasts.
“Uunngh,”
Danielle grunted as
Delzinga’s weight settled on her.
Hughes watched in impotent rage
as the brutal guide began to slide his saliva-lubricated phallus between
Danielle’s shuddering breasts.
He pushed her breasts together forming a tight, warm
tunnel.
Delzinga began to breathe heavily as he slowly worked himself into
an advanced state of sexual excitement.
“Oh baby,” he moaned.
“This is fantastic. It
was my lucky day when you hired me.
Lucky for me and unlucky for
you.”
“You’re disgusting,” Danielle
gasped. The stench of
Delzinga’s sweaty unwashed body, mixed with his strong male order was
nauseating in the extreme. It
was all she could do not to vomit and then suddenly Delzinga’s manhood
exploded shooting a thick stream of cream over her facer and
breasts. Suddenly Danielle was
violently ill. The pent up fear
and revulsion spewed out of her splashing Delzinga’s lower body with
vomit.
“You fucking bitch,” Delzinga
shouted. He leaped to his
feet. “You’re going
to pay for that.” Pulling
up his pants he drew back his leg and delivered a vicious kick between
Danielle’s breasts.
“Uungh!”
The breath knocked out of her, Danielle gasped for air as Delzinga stood
over her. He was quivering with
rage.
“Get on your feet,” he
roared. “You’re taking
me to that treasure now!”
Danielle struggled to her feet, a difficult task with her wrists still
bound behind her. Delzinga moved
to Kiana and cut the saplings holding her
legs. He continued by releasing
her arms. The saplings sprang
back to their original shape, dumping the girl to the
ground. She lay breathing heavily,
apparently too weak to move, but Delzinga was taking no
chances. Moving quickly to her,
her placed his knee in the small of her back and pulled her arms behind
her. In a few seconds she was
tightly bound. Jerking her to
her feet, Delzinga pushed her down the
trail.
“Aright. Time to
stop fucking around. Show me
where the treasure is.”
By great effort of will, Kiana maintained her
footing. Her arms and legs felt
as if they had been dislocated as indeed they almost had
been. She could barely move,
but gritted her teeth and moved down the
trail. Danielle, still struggling
to breathe followed behind her.
Bringing up the rear were Hughes and
Delzinga. The thug kept his pistol
trained on Hughes.
“Any tricks and the boyfriend gets it,” Delzinga
threatened. He gave Hughes a
push as if to emphasize his threat.
Together the four of them moved
forward. It was hard walking
with their hands bound behind their backs, and Kiana was in obvious pain,
but they struggled up the trail toward the
temple. After a walk that left
all of the prisoners gasping for breath they reached the huge stone
building. Kiana led them straight
into it. Soon they were standing
before the entrance to the treasure
trove. “Inside,” Delzinga
ordered.
Inside the treasure room, Delzinga gazed in wide-eyed disbelief at
the mountain of gold and jewels.
“It’s too much to carry,” he
exclaimed. “This must be
worth billions.”
“Outsmarted yourself didn’t you? Danielle
taunted. “You’ll never
be able to carry even a fraction of it.”
Delzinga smiled. “What
do you mean me, slut? Why do
you think I kept you alive?
You’re going to do the
carrying. We’ll take enough
that I will be able to afford my own expedition to come back and get what’s
left.” He stepped forward
and cut Danielle’s bonds.
“Untie your boyfriend,” he ordered, “but leave the girl
tied. She’s going to be
my insurance that you don’t try anything
funny. One false move and I put
a bullet through her head.”
As he spoke Delzinga pulled Kiana toward
him. He placed a short length
of rope about her neck and held onto the other
end. With her hands tied the
forest girl was tethered like a dog.
Then he turned to the transport of the treasure.
Under Delzinga’s supervision Hughes and Danielle sorted through
the pile of gold and gems. He
selected what he thought was the most valuable and had them pack it into
makeshift packs made out of their shirts.
The fact that this meant Danielle and Hughes were stripped to the
waist seemed not to matter to the thug at
all. In fact he seemed to enjoy
the spectacle of the half-naked blonde as she loaded her
pack.
“That’s enough,” he said
finally. “It’s time
to leave.” It pleased him
to look upon the naked bodies of the Danielle and the
girl. He would force them to
carry his loot back to the main camp.
Some of the men he had hired would still probably be
there. Then he could return for
a larger share of the treasure, and at the same time enjoy both the ravishing
blonde and the doe-like jungle girl.
The idea was deliciously appealing.
He led the way out of the treasure room, Kiana just ahead of
him. He kept his revolver at
the ready. Any tricks from Hughes
and Danielle and he would put a bullet through
her.
Turning just outside the treasure room he waited for Hughes and Danielle
to emerge, then he heard a sound that froze his veins.
Kiana reacted just a split second before
Delzinga. As the thug turned
toward the sound she threw herself to one
side. Delzinga never had a
chance. The beast was on him
before he could even raise his gun.
He had a glimpse of huge fangs, glaring red eyes, and a black hairy
bulk that filled his vision. Then
he was picked up and hurled thirty feet, smashing into the side of the
tunnel. His gun went flying off
somewhere into the darkness.
The huge beast then turned toward Kiana, but she stood firm, facing
him unafraid. The monster lurched
toward her and then slowed, the burning glare in its eyes
dimming. Still in the treasure
room, Hughes and Danielle stared in horror as the monstrous creature moved
right up to the girl. Slowly
it reached out and touched her shoulder, then lowering its arm, turned and
shambled off into the darkness.
Hughes and Danielle dropped their burden of treasure and ran to the
forest girl. “My god,
Kiana,” said Danielle.
“What was that thing?”
“Guardian of treasure,” the girl answered,
matter-of-factly.
“Guardian? Then why
didn’t it attack you or us”” Danielle asked as she untied
Kiana.
Guardian Kiana’s friend,” the girl
explained. “No hurt
Kiana. No hurt Kiana’s
friends.”
“Christ,” exclaimed
Hughes. “Was that a
gorilla?” That thing must
have weighed over a thousand pounds.
Does everything in this valley grow giant
size?”
Danielle shook her head.
“This just keeps getting stranger and
stranger. I think we better
leave.”
Hughes nodded. “I
agree.” Dumping the treasure
out of their shirts, they put them on and followed Kiana out of the
ruin. Halfway out Hughes remembered
something.
“What happened to
Delzinga?” I didn’t
see him in the tunnel.”
Kiana smiled. “Guardian
take him. Delzinga bad
man. Guardian
punish.”
Hughes shuddered. He quickened
his pace.
It was like the worst of
nightmares. Escape was
impossible. The huge apes that
had captured him did not harm him, but they would not let him
go. Not that he could find his
way back through the miles of rainforest.
He had been unconscious for most of the trip to the area of the forest
that the huge apes seemed to think of as their home territory and had only
vague recollections of the rest of the
journey. He had been carried
by the huge ape as if he were nothing more than a rag doll until he reached
what seemed to be the ape’s family.
He had been a prisoner a week now.
He had not been badly treated, as a matter of fact he was pretty much
ignored by the huge beasts.
Sometimes it was almost as if he were one of
them. Unfortunately, that meant
that he was on his own as far as food
went. For the first few days
he had simply starved until he watched what the apes
ate. In desperation he copied
them. Unfortunately, he could
not digest a good deal of the plants that the apes consumed and for the first
few days could not bring himself to eat
insects. He now found that on
an empty stomach, insects were quite
good. The problem was that it
took an awful lot of insects to get a full
stomach. He spent most of the
day looking for food, and at night curled up in a small shelter he had
built.
“That jungle bitch,” he
thought. Somehow he was sure
that this was all her fault. If
he ever got out of this he would track her down and make her
pay. He winced and picked a biting
insect from his groin.
“Little bastard,” he
murmured. He crunched it between
his teeth.
Danielle grinned at Kiana.
The girl had agreed to leave her forest home and come home with
her. It had taken a bit of persuasion
to convince her to leave Kitty, but Danielle had assured her that she could
return to the valley in a year or so and it was important that she learn
something about the world her parents had come
form. Getting her back to the
Kiana smiled back at Danielle. She
could not have wished for a better
friend. Now Danielle was going
to show her the outside world. She
would be able to see where she and her parents had come
from. And just as important,
she would be close to Hughes. She
had some unfinished business with the
cameraman. She looked over her
shoulder. Below her was the valley
where she had spent most of her life.
It was shrouded in cloud.
She was leaving it now, but one day she would
return. How could she
not? Kitty was there, and she
had promised the big cat that she would help her with her
kittens.
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