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That's chilly, Cam thought, rubbing her arms. She'd have laughed at that strange head turn anywhere else, but in a dark, creepy basement in Missouri with an equally dark, creepy dude and curse of creepy little invertebrates?Take’s neck snapped to the left, side eyeing down at the three sources of voices behind him. Not saying a word, then looking back in front of him.
"Heh..." she said, all of the laughter stifled out of her. She stared straight ahead then, trying not to get lost in the abnormal blitz of the pulsating amulet. At least the Laurel guy didn't notice.
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