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Dustin's POV Jack gave me a look of disbelief and shook his head. "You want me to draw... it?" He asked, looking at me like I had gone mad. "Yes..!" I answered. What was his problem? "I have a better idea..." he said, turned on his heels, and left. A minute later, he returned with his cell phone. "You took pictures? Are you crazy?" I yelled at him in disbelief. "No, I took a video clip..." he answered, as a matter of fact, and rolled his eyes at me annoyed, and started to search through his phone for the clip to show me. He did what? F*ck! Was he crazy? Taking a clip of an unknown beast could have cost him his life! This was surely not much better than taking pictures. I shook the negative thoughts off... I was glad that he didn't get hurt and that he got some concrete evi