Anaconda Island by asmaa Nada ch2
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Chapter 2
My friends and I used to laugh at these stories and consider them pure fantasy and there is no existence of that legendary creature whose name the grandfather keeps repeating or even drawing shapes on paper. I do not deny that my friend Alice did a search on the Internet about that creature and found some pictures of this type. One of the huge snakes that reach a length of several meters but it does not represent the horror that appears in my grandfathers eyes when his name is only mentioned. Anyway three years passed and my grandfathers illness became severe but he refused to come out of that trench and my father was forced to bring doctors to the palace and design a complete medical room. In one of the rooms of that trench.