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Frodo Baggins was running from grave peril into graver peril. He had finally escaped that monster and was running tword the end of the tunnel. He heard Sam calling out from behind him: "Behind. Master! I'm," but the sound of Sam's voice was cut off. He looked to see what it was Sam was yelling about, but before he had spun even halfway around, he felt a sharp sting and knew no more.