Bandit, The Midnight Raccoon {Part, The Third}

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Unlike our previous two encounters, The Bandit seemed less interested in hiding or escaping. As night gave into the first seconds of the misty morning, he encroached with little hesitation and at times endeavored to climb atop the wagon. Had I not seen him the times I did- the wily cretan might have successfully toppled the Dutch Oven before we could get it on the fire. It was clear that we were now in a NIEUW part of the world. It was his place and he knew it. And he sensed our uneasiness and it seemed to make him Stronger... and MEANER.