Seabass’ Diary…Day 97…An Idea…

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August 8, 2016-I jumped down from my perch and shuddered. The sight of the tall, thin human filled me with dread. I knew that she was casing the prison and was trying to find an entry point. Panic slowly set in and I felt my heart thump against my rib cage; I didn’t know what to do. Should I wake the stupid humans and let them sort things out? Should I wake up Simba and tell him what was going on?

Neither of the options seemed suitable. I crept to the front door and noticed that flashes of light were disrupting the darkness. The tall, thin human was taking photos of the prison and of the front door. I squinted and focused on what she was holding in her left hand. She plugged some sort of device into the front lock…numbers appeared on a screen at the top of the machine. The numbers…

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