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... fog. The ducks swirled around him, flying a neat figure-8 around his body. He tilted his head, listening, then threw his arm out. A half-dozen ducks flapped off into the dark. The fog swallowed them up, but they remained connected to Rogue. He shut one eye and watched from theirs as they spread out, burrowing through the fog.
Oh. Ghouls. Ha! Its time to feast. He waved his hand, and the rest of the ducks burst from his side and vanished, leaving him alone.
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