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“We don’t want any trouble,” said the cornfield owner as the fierce-eyed looking man with red hair and full beard approaches him with Mjollnir in his hand. “I am not here for any trouble,” said Thor as he stared down at the cornfield owner and the wife. “Who the hell are you?” asked the cornfield owner as he held his wife firmly. “I am Thor,” Thor replied as he propels himself through the air by hurling the hammer and holding on to its thong. At Mike’s Apartment As Mike was going room by room in search of the Reaper, he noticed a shadow by the right-hand side of the wall as he swiftly turned. “Looking for me?” said the Reaper in a cracking faded voice as he slammed Mike to the wall with his scythe. “I should have seen that coming,” said Mike as he quickly jumps to his feet. “There is onl
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