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Fifty seven

Fifty seven

Another wave of distortion raced through the trees, shaking limbs and leaves from above as it punished the foliage.

It emerged from the woods as a foul assault that swept across the yard and slammed into the house, loosening roof tiles, then continued over and past the structure and lashed into the trees in front of Casey.

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He watched it coming and cringed deeper into his hole while ducking his head, uncertain what the blast would do to the human body.

He hoped the actress might survive.