"Si, señor" Paco replied, sitting up and looking out the windshield from the other side of the rock. The dust was still settling over by where the burrow had been.

Dylan turned the key in the ignition, but the truck would not start. He kicked open his door, slid out and started walking back towards the ranch. "Come on, let's go home," he called over his shoulder.

Paco waved and tried to call him back, "Do you not want to look into the hole, señor? To see if maybe you have killed El Chupacabra?"

"Paco, we will know whether or not that thing is dead by tomorrow morning, won't we?" Dylan asked still striding towards the ranch. "And if we didn't kill it, we had better get moving because it'll be dark by the time we get home."

The End

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