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Part 1: Collared My name is, or, was Mark. I was six feet tall with black hair and brown eyes. It was a calm Saturday morning and I was walking my plott hound Dexter through the neighborhood. I turned the corner to see two girls walking towards us. Maddie, a blond hair, brown eyed girl, and Molly with brown hair and green eyes. Both of the girls were short, less than 5’6”, but would soon have the height advantage. “Hi Mark,” Maddie said sweetly while Molly bent down and asked if she could pet Dexter. I told her yes awkwardly as I’m terrible with girls before beginning to talk to Maddie. “So Mark how’