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... essed his fingers against the Inmate's neck, checking for a pulse.
'No pulse. He's dead.' Alex thought. He began to stand when he noticed the puncture marks all over the Inmate.
"One of you, come here." Alex motioned. One of the soldiers peeled away from securing their section and stood ready besides Alex. Alex stood up and looked at the soldier and pointed at the golden hound. "Secure the body for an autopsy. I need to know what killed him."
"Yes, sir." The soldier salut ...
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