Rowley falls down a cliff

245. Rowley Jefferson was a carefree, innocent 11-year-old boy with an affinity for all things fecal, from his beloved pet bunny, Flopkins, and her seven thousand offspring, to the occasional rabbit stew his family would prepare using some of their furry friends. His world revolved around his eccentric parents and their daily routines; his father, Robert, would often return from work with stories of the exploits of their wealthy, eccentric neighbors at Killer Kliffs, a local attraction known for its high death toll.
One sunny afternoon, Robert returned home from work, his stomach growling in anticipation of dinner. Rowley, eager to share his day's adventures, recounted a particularly hilarious anecdote about a classmate with special needs and his father's attempt to tease him. Unbeknownst to the young boy, his father's actions were far from innocent; in fact, they bordered on cruel.
As they prepared to visit the Kliffs, Rowley couldn't contain his excitement. He helped his father set up the RV, making sure everything was in its place. They were joined by two other families, including a young girl named Emily who had a pet parakeet named Tweety. The adults exchanged pleasantries while the children played games and explored the area around the RVs.
Rowley decided to take Tweety for a walk, and as they wandered further away from the RV, they stumbled upon a hidden cave. Curiosity getting the better of him, Rowley decided to investigate. Inside the cave, he discovered a hidden underground river flowing through it. Intrigued, he decided to follow the river, not realizing the danger that lay ahead.
As Rowley continued his journey down the river, the water became increasingly turbulent. He found himself struggling to keep his footing on the slippery rocks. Suddenly, he lost his grip and was swept away by the current. He tried to swim to the surface but couldn't fight against the force of the water.
Meanwhile, Emily and Tweety had become worried when Rowley didn't return from his walk. They alerted the adults, who organized a search party. As they searched for Rowley, they came across the hidden cave entrance. Fearing the worst, they called for help, and a rescue team was immediately dispatched.
Days passed, but there was no sign of Rowley. The rescue team searched the entire area, but the river had swept him away and he was presumed dead. His parents were devastated, and the entire community mourned the loss of their young friend.
As the days turned into weeks and then months, the story of Rowley's disappearance faded from memory. People began to return to their normal lives, and the Kliffs reopened to the public. Little did they know that Rowley's body had been washed up on a nearby shore, his soul taken by the nazi gods. His parents would never know what had happened to their beloved son, and the tragedy would forever haunt the memory of Killer Kliffs.