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Appearances Over Time
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Tessa grabbed my pack strap and yanked me back with sudden strength.
No, she snapped.
Noah, no.
He's, I choked.
Tessa's eyes were wild.
He's gone, she said, and the way she said it, flat, immediate, was the most terrifying thing I'd heard all day.
I stared at the brush where Luke disappeared, my brain refusing to accept it.
We have to, a whistle sounded, close from upslope.
Not the mimic voice, a human whistle.
Sharp, controlled.
Then another answered from downslope.
Tessa's face went gray.
They're hurting, she whispered.
In that moment, the terrible shape of it clicked into place.
Luke hadn't been pulled by the big thing.
Not necessarily.
He'd been pulled by people.
The mimic voice, my voice, had been bait.
The whistle patterns weren't superstition, they were coordination, and we were standing in the open, in a split creek bed, arguing with our fear while men moved through the trees like they owned the dark.
Tessa grabbed my arm.