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The horse's mouth engulfed Peter's head. When the world turned dark for the second time today, he was in disbelief. Sure, he was shocked the first time he was almost eaten, but a horse? Peter never dreamed a horse would eat a human, especially after going through the trouble of saving one.

Peter's thoughts were cut off as his feet left the ground. The horse's tongue managed to pull his arms into the mouth. That's when Peter noticed something: the four armed creature had very sharp teeth that bit into him. He wasn't able to escape that monster by himself because the fangs kept him hooked in the mouth. This horse did not have those sharp teeth, so it must not have the best grip on him. Maybe he could kick free. Even though it meant risking a dangerous fall, he did not want to be trapped inside of this horse.

The horse shot its nose to the sky. Peter felt that sickening sense of falling up into the dark mouth. It seemed this would be his only chance; he started kicking his legs as hard as he could. He was kicking hard enough he could feel one of his shoes fall off. He continued kicking, no matter how tired he got, he would continue his kicking. Several times he was hopeful; he could feel the horse slip a few times, but soon the horse simply held his head towards the sky, which meant Peter wasn't going anywhere.

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The horse's mouth engulfed Peter's head. When the world turned dark for the second time today, he was in disbelief. Sure, he was shocked the first time he was almost eaten, but a horse? Peter never dreamed a horse would eat a human, especially after going through the trouble of saving one.

Peter's thoughts were cut off as his feet left the ground. The horse's tongue managed to pull his arms into the mouth. That's when Peter noticed something: the four armed creature had very sharp teeth that bit into him. He wasn't able to escape that monster by himself because the fangs kept him hooked in the mouth. This horse did not have those sharp teeth, so it must not have the best grip on him. Maybe he could kick free. Even though it meant risking a dangerous fall, he did not want to be trapped inside of this horse.

The horse shot its nose to the sky. Peter felt that sickening sense of falling up into the dark mouth. It seemed this would be his only chance; he started kicking his legs as hard as he could. He was kicking hard enough he could feel one of his shoes fall off. He continued kicking, no matter how tired he got, he would continue his kicking. Several times he was hopeful; he could feel the horse slip a few times, but soon the horse simply held his head towards the sky, which meant Peter wasn't going anywhere.

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