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she was covered in it from head to toe.
“Camera, camera, camera,” she repeated through chattering teeth. “Where is it? It can’t have just vanished.” She tripped over her hiking boots three metres from where she had regained
consciousness. Milo, stronger than he looked, caught her around the waist.
“Sit down, will you?” he said. “You’re in shock or something.”
Lucy sat on a tree stump and rubbed her hands together to keep them from shaking.
Milo marched off, using his phone as a flashlight. He picked up something from the ground and unfolded it. “Did you draw this map yourself?”
“Yeah.”
“Wow. It’s really detailed. What do the red Xs mean?”
“They’re potential sightings of ... uh, nothing. Can I have it, please?” asked Lucy.
“Of course.” He handed it over, then located one of Lucy’s boots. A slow trail of clear slime
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