Monday, March 3, 1980

Twelveth entry

Dear diary,
There wasn't a bird call or cries of cuckoos even though it is spring now. We saw a dead man's body lying on the ground. His head was missing.What a bloody sight! Could he be the missing shikari?I was terrified. It's difficult to identify because his head is missing. We didn't speak for the rest of the way. We walked at least three miles to the neem tree. I noticed that the medical shrub had grown fresh leaves and was back to its old shape. Meanwhile,Tulsi called out for Bill. Then we saw something stirring in the depths of the forest. It was coming towards us, it was Bill! Bill was as tall as a man. Its back was taller than a average man,which means that he grew a foot and a half in a month. I raised my gun but Tulsi hissed at me to put it down.I obeyed. Bill lowered his feathers too and transfered his gaze to Tulsi. He threw him a packet of meat and I hoped he would know how to behave himself.

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