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It was a dark and stormy night…

There’d been six of us at the outset, but after Smythe took a poisoned dart to the chest, Buddlestone fell from the top of a cliff, Stevens and Mayhew were swallowed by quicksand, and Tait-Harris was eaten by ants, only I remained to bring you our amazing tale.— Anna MacDougald, Winnepeg, Manitoba

The Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest

Dishonorable Mention, Adventure

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