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turned to Dag and said, “Where do we go from here?”
    â€œI don’t know,” Dag replied. But as he spoke, his eye stumbled on Flinz sitting indignantly on top of the train. “There he is!” he shouted, pointing. Before they could blink, Munroe was on the train to confront Flinz. Munroe charged forward, and they shared blows from one end to the other before Munroe was finally repelled. Flinz buried a fang into Munroe’s neck. And Munroe let out an agonized cry. Before Dag and the others could come to his rescue, Flinz had pushed Munroe from the top of the car onto the ground, and now Munroe lay struggling for life. As they rushed towards him, Flinz dashed the other way. As the other cats gave chase, Blaize attended to Munroe, the first casualty of this treacherous night. But Munroe had suffered a broken neck. “Blaize, forget about me! Go with the others. . .”
    â€œNo! You will survive. We came here together, and together we shall leave,” Blaize replied as tears gathered in his eyes.
    â€œNo, I have lost it, Blaize. But promise me that my death will not be in vain.” Munroe said as he fought gallantly against the approaching blackness of death.
    â€œYou will not die, Munroe. You will live!”
    Munroe gasped and choked. “Ah, Blaize…” He smiled warmly at his friend as his head rolled to one side and the last breath of life left his lips. Blaize could not hold back his tears as he fell on Munroe and wept bitterly.
    Meanwhile, Flinz had climbed a nine-foot-tall container, and then negotiated his way past four others of the same height. Once he’d descended, he was beyond reach.
    Dag and the others were lost when they got there. As they intensified their search, Pork became the next casualty of the bizarre night. He stole into a corner not knowing that Flinz was lurking. Before he could sense danger, Flinz pounced and knocked him over. They had a fair struggle. But before the others could rush to the scene to save their friend from the claws of death, the damage had been done. Pork only managed to point in the direction that Flinz had fled before he expired. Dag could not hold back his tears. And Fred sobbed gently as Pork surrendered to the blackness. Moments later, Dag rose to feet and wiped his face with the back of his paw. A wicked anger came over him as he advanced in the direction that Flinz now lurked. Drowned in a pool of fear, Fred followed. As soon as the cats were within striking distance, Flinz unleashed his treachery. Dag received a fierce blow and fell near the lifeless body of Pork. Flinz faced Fred with a wicked anger. But before he could make a move, Dag had regained his footing and dashed to Fred’s aid. As the battle raged, Dag and Flinz shared blows from one end of the station to the other.
    When it appeared that Flinz had begun to gain an advantage, Blaize emerged from the dark, limping. He pounced on the notorious cat and buried his fangs into his neck. Flinz elicited an agonized cry. With blows from all corners descending on him, Flinz lost his balance. As he growled on the floor, Dag and the other cats did not spare him and snuffed the life out of him. Happy that he had walked into silence, they embraced one another, even as they wished Pork and Munroe were not dead.

THE JUNGLE ANTS

 

CHAPTER 1
Anthill

    It was the rainy season and the forest creatures were rather sad because it had rained hard for weeks. There was thunder in the air, and the constant flash of lightning frightened the animals, for they thought the sounds were gunshots from hunters who had come to kill them, or capture them in nets and sell them to zoos in the cities and towns. So, the lions could not leave their dens, the rabbits had a quiet time in their warrens, monkeys hid under the shade of giant leaves; and the ants remained calm inside their anthills.
    This particular evening the weather was very cold, and no one knew if it would rain or not. The