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Reaching them
Meanwhile, the birdwatcher was closing in and was well within earshot but remained at a safe distance. He knew what danger lay in that tall grass and warned the brothers one last time, but it was already too late. The rustling in the bushes and splashing of the water turned into a visual movement. The hairs on the back of the brothers’ necks stood up, and they felt sweat on their foreheads.
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