Eric stood at the edge of the cliff and stared down at the xeric landscape spreading out in front of him. “Perfect,” he said to himself as he beheld the dry, barren shrublands. “No one will think to look there.”
As a snake slithered across the desert ground in the distance, Eric turned and wandered off to look for a path leading down to the desert area from the cliff, dragging a large, heavy bag along behind him.
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