Phil turned and ran. He ran faster than he had ever run in his life. He ran out of the Whistling Woods, past the haunted house, and all the way to the town square. And there, sure enough, was Whiskers—stuck on a high branch, shivering in the cold rain.
"How do you know my name?" asked Phil.
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