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The Death Moth from Hell.

I grew all the more flustered when he demanded to know why I was so terrified of such a tiny thing.

It’s just a little grey moth!

It’s not just a little moth, I said. It’s the Death Moth from Hell.

He laughed. Let’s see it closer then, this death moth from hell.

So he caught it and, before I could say don’t look into its laser eyes, he was a pile of cinders on the floor.

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