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Pestering his mind
No matter how hard he tried to focus on something else, the image of the massive, unnatural nest wouldn’t leave his thoughts. It gnawed at him like a splinter in the back of his mind. He shifted in his seat, rubbing his temples as if that might help. The glow of the TV flickered across his face. “What are you?” he muttered under his breath, the weight of the mystery growing heavier by the minute.
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