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Back at the dock, a few locals crowded around his boat. An old man pointed and murmured, “Peixe demônio.” Demon fish. Another said, “Peixe morcego.” Batfish. Travis just shook his head. “She’s just strange,” he said. “Not evil.” He gently transferred the fish into a portable tank, made sure it could breathe, and set off toward the lab upriver.
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