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Part One Hundred Thirty Two
Someone Dies!

"If you're a delicate flower, frost can be deadly," taught Turf as he entered a small room with an Orange Key on an altar. Rocko pushed past Turf and, forgetting all the corpses they had just trod over that had been killed by traps, he grabbed up the key. Poison gas sprayed in his face.

"Damn!" inhaled Rocko who then tried to hold his breath.

"Ouch," said Turf.

"Rocko!" said Buster.

"Oooo," said Harry.

"Touch your face, Rocko!" helped Turf.

"GRRK!" last worded Rocko as he fell over dead and dropped the key to the ground.

"Ohhhhh!" moaned Harry.

"Noooooooo!" bemoaned Buster.

"Bah!" bahed Turf.

133. Rocko's Corpse Is Raped

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