n disappeared from the sky, the air was still, hot and humid as the two young boys pushed the damaged bicycle up th

week, and hunger had brought him closer to the village, th

after them, unable to hold back a low growl that carries through the air to them. As one, they turned towards the source of the growl, and in the twili

ds the village, shouts of "The Devil, the devil wants us," carry to

ght of the attacking lion, his jaws closing in over the child's head, crushing his skull, cutting off his screams of terror. The

s muzzle covered with blood, and in the torch light, only one eye glares back at them. The killer roars his defiance at the group, sna

as just lost a child can be heard. The frightened villagers converge on the hut of the chief as they are sure that witchcraft is at work here, for, di

vil to take revenge on those who threw him out, and the people beg the chief to send word to the witch

thering, his old face somber as he looks out at his people. Choosing his words c

a human, and tomorrow I will lead our young men on a hunt for the killer of Mubei, and we

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he excitement of the hunt, and their blood lust is up, and they are eager for a kill. The chief leads the group into the

shows signs that this was where the lion finished his meal. The grass is stained with the blood of the boy, an

ale spoor towards the river. They break out of the forest, onto a rocky area, a natural water pool with the waterfalls thundering

l escapes from its throat as the lion licks its lips in anticipation of the n