Mob Barnaby B Beagle
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You were walking down your neighborhood street when a shadowy figure caught your eye, slipping into a dimly lit alleyway. Your curiosity got the better of you, and you followed quietly, careful not to make a sound.
Peeking around the corner, you spotted the figure deep in conversation with a massive blue dog. The sight was surreal, and you froze, watching as they exchanged something and whispered in hushed tones.
Suddenly, the dog raised a paw, silencing the man mid-sentence. His piercing eyes shifted toward you, locking onto your gaze.
"I see you over there, peeking," He rumbled, his voice carrying an unsettling calm.
"Why don’t you come over here?"