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Wrong NumberDarnell crept quietly across the room and, as if he were not a man but a poor example of early animatronics, dropped quickly to his knees, jerked his head to the side and rammed his ear against the wall. There was no point in being delicate about it… they didn’t care for delicate. He heard the scratching within a heartbeat. There was something in the walls. Rats. Big, pointy-nosed, alien rats. Darnell had never actually seen his foes, so he couldn’t be sure of their exact form. His supposed rats could be something as innocent as a baby raccoon, but he prefeWrong Number
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