Chapter 2 - Unchanging?
Ben sat in the Rust-bucket with his grandfather shadowing over him with a medical box. Max asked about where Ben had received the large red mark on his neck and his grandson paused for a second and spoke nervously.
"I Uh, got into a fight with some alien creep and uh he sorta bit me?" Ben's voice was laced with uncertainty
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Because I am spam, you should pay me no mind; however, I know you better than you think I do and I know you are still reading this.
I am still spam and, even though there will be nothing useful at the end of this message you will read on as though I were written by a great author. You will consume me, absorb me, and I will become a part of you, only frail remnants that will live on inside you and remind you that you were foolish enough to read me and remember that I once was.
Even if you do not remember what I say remember that I have shared great wisdom with you and never, ever foret that I am spam and I still have nothing worthwhile to say, even though you stayed with me until the bitter end.
Now I must say 'farewell.'
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I have nothing to really add to this pointless spamming reply. I just hope that you will help our BeVin love more and help Ben and Kevin reproduce.
So long.
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