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... unting."
They all stared down at the thing beside the path. At first glance, it looked like a dismembered hand.
Human. Pale. Unmoving.
But the fingers twitched again, spasmodic and searching, not random.
They weren’t flinching. Not exactly.
They were reaching. Blindly. Slowly.
As if tasting the air for warmth. For movement. For life.
For them.
Ian moved past it cautiously, coat brushing the stone.
The hand twitched harder. < ...
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