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Krampus Plot, part IV
She crawled out of the tent on her hands and knees, gritting her teeth. The ground was hard packed dirt, and the air smelled clean and fresh. It was dark, and they were under a brilliant desert night sky.
"Oh, Ichabod. Look."
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