Dawn Meadows
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Every Dog Has His Day (7 of 8)
🕑 Added 2021-04-12 21:01:00 +0000 UTCYou fell down once and twisted your ankle. Did you think you could just get up and run away just because you were surrounded by King Mondo's lackeys? Your trim ankles look great in a pair of black tights, but that also means they are pretty delicate. Trying to run away with an injury just sends you tumbling down again... And this time, you hit your head. As consciousness slips away from your panicked mind, you think about your damaged morpher, busted communicator, and being all alone out here in the mountains.
Just before you slip beneath the black, you recall the sound of Klank and Digster's gang closing in around you...
