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Worse than Bugs

A hornet’s nest would’ve been bad—but this? A bear? Inside his attic? John looked up at the ceiling above his room. That thing was still up there. And now it was missing its storage sack. “It’s probably angry,” Mark added. “You took its stash.” John staggered back into his room, locking the door, though deep down he knew it wouldn’t help.
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