Sam W's Earth. A couple days later. In the woods near Haldale, Maine.

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Sam pulled the Impala to a stop and peered through the darkness at the broken down house on the other side of the wooden gate, feeling the presense of Them plainly. She sat there for a moment, watching for signs of movement, but only saw a fairy gopher bounce across the weed-grown driveway.

"They're all inside." She opened her door and got out, throwing up one last prayer for a quick, clean job.