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Dodo Tales (Ep11 S3)

"This isn't real," Henry kept telling Jerry. "It's a trap, I'm sure of it. It's just some kind of drug maybe. "

Jerry just stared away from Henry.

"Why do I keep failing?" He finally said. "Failing everyone I care about."

"Look, It's not your fault-..."

Then everything began spinning again.

Around and around until it stopped and they were at the pool of drugged liquid once again.

"What did you see?" Asked an familiar voice.

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Back at the town the flak armored man sat on a throne. They fanned him and gave him water. In truth, he knew absolutely nothing about their "prophecy" but enjoyed the power, so he didn't say anything. "Warrior of the Phoenix, what is your first plan of action?"

"Kill everything that moves."

"An odd request, but we will consider it." They said, bowing.

Sergeant stared. Where were his friends? "The Phoenix" or whatever they had called him, shifted his gaze and glared back at sergeant. "Who are you anyway?" He finally asked.

"I'm waiting for...friends."

"Very well...take him away, I never want to see him again."

"But sir, what did he d-"

"You dare question my authority? On your knees peasant, you will be cleansed from our society as well."

They handed him a sword, which he promptly swung at the man's neck with unexpected force. Sergeant looked away and was slowly pulled through the gates of the once peaceful town.

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Jerry brushed sand off his shoulder and turned to see who had just spoken.

A familiar face stared back at him. Clothes torn and face dusty and scared, Rick looked back with an...angry expression?

"That was a trap for animals. A weird drug that makes things pass out, some say it has magical powers, and you just guzzled the last of it down like an idiot."