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... d. The light felt sickly, and Ember noticed it first.
She rubbed her temples, eyes narrowed at the horizon. The way the shadows bent around the houses, just slightly wrong. Too long. Too still.
Ash returned from the market path with a small pouch slung over his shoulder, breathless.
"Hey. They’re saying old man Dren tried to lock his wife in the smokehouse. Said she wasn’t her anymore."
Ember blinked. "What?"
"Yeah. Then three others swore she was a shape- ...
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