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     It was getting dark. Julian and his friend Roger 

were playing in the forest when Julian realized they 

had to get home.

     "Look Roger," Julian said. "The bats are coming 

out, I think it's time we get home."

     "No way, man. Let's keep going." Roger insisted. 

"Maybe if we're lucky we'll see a wolf!"

     "Great. We're lost." Julian moaned. "Why do I ever 

listen to you?" 

     Before Roger could reply, a loud scream was 

heard from nearby, and as Julian and Roger ducked 

into the bushes, they saw a strange looking man run 

by and a few more followed close by, as if they were 

chasing him.

     As the last person rushes off, Roger sees a 

shimmering light emitting from a nearby bush. He got 

up, walked to it, and slowly picked it up. It was a ring. 

He gently put it onto his left middle finger.

    "Great, you've got a shiny ring, now take it 

off, Roger." Julian said. "You don't want to be 

seen wearing that valuable thing. Someone 

might want to steal it." 

     "Good thinking, pal." Roger replied 

sarcastically as he began to remove the ring. 

But it wouldn't budge, the ring was stuck.

     As Julian and Roger were arguing 

uncontrollably, a figure appeared before them. 

     "I am Chief Running Water. Do you know 

what you have?" He asked. "That's the 

Okwanuchu sacrificial ring. He who wears it 

can't take it off until death! The previous 

recipient ran off before they could put it on 

him, and now that you have it. You are 

sentenced to die under Chief Running Water's 

name!"

     "Uh-oh..." uttered Roger.

     Julian and Roger glanced at each other and 

bolted off, but they didn't make it very far 

before Chief Running Water's men captured 

the two. 

     They were dragged by their feet across a 

clearing into what appeared to be a Native 

American village. As they came into the 

village, everyone came out of their homes to 

watch what was happening, and priests walked 

in unison out of the temple chanting a 

disturbing incantation.

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