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[He doesn't sound so sure himself, cowering lower, obviously frightened to death. He only knew what he was seeing. Bees. What had to be hundreds of them. They were swarming and spiraling around in a nasty black-and-yellow tornado until they formed the shape of a man, a human man, its arm outstretched and pointing at David as he cowered behind the shopping carts.
"Move closer, and it'll bee the death of you." It spoke.
Now there is no way that Dave could be certain the thing said bee as opposed to be, but he's still going to assume it did.]
Stay back... it's dangerous!
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...What's dangerous? [he asks, even while picking up a particularly mean looking shovel.]