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The moon was already up after you were done. Lucille removed his rubber gloves and breathed in the thick yet cold air. Her eyebrows were knitted as if what you've all seen didn't answer any of her questions. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and made her way to the car quietly.

You followed Lucile; you wanted to ask her something, but it felt like you were all walking on thin ice, and saying something would make everything fall apart. You glanced at Atlas but realized that he was lagging behind.

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