he was with Joel now...
neither were particularly friendly and the dog looked different, but he did still want to go for a walk.
not a minute after we entered the park, his innards started flowing out of his right armpit in great quantities and fast until the dog shape reversed and was totally drained, emptied.
I believe I am being told: he was fucking really sick.
There is nothing I could have done.
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