*A large thud startles Simba and he looks to the right.* Simba: Dad? *A wildebeest runs right past Simba and past the tree that Simba was on earlier, and when the dust resettles Mufasa's fallen body is revealed; Simba has the look of shock and horror and he quickly runs to his father*
Scar: Of course, of course. No one ever means for these things to happen. But the King is dead. And if it weren't for you he'd still be alive. Oh, what will your mother think?
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