The Causeway, Saturday, Midday
The researchers had the message loud and clear from the telepaths: they would find what they were seeking on the Causeway, just past the corner of the parking lot. Over there, near an unusual-looking car, where it had been sitting unperturbed for nearly a month, now.
It was a sapling.
It was tiny, but twisted, and there was an air of malevolence ( Read more... )
It was a sapling.
It was tiny, but twisted, and there was an air of malevolence ( Read more... )
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