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"What is it?" asked Aaron.
"Listen to the voice," Clint replied. "What does it sound like?"
Aaron cocked his head to the side and listened carefully. "Clint...Aaron...," the voice repeated. But there was an unnatural quality to the voice. It sounded metallic, or like a singer's voice being altered by auto-tune.
"It's not Ben," said Aaron. "It's that thing."
"Nyuk nyuk nyuk nyuk," said the voice. A terrific crash could then be heard. The sound was heading towards Miller's Clearing.
"We'll have better luck if we catch that thing in the meadow before it gets to the ravine!" exclaimed Aaron. "Let's go!" The pair ran as quickly as they could toward the clearing.
When they arrived, they could see a trail in the grass. Ben was nowhere to be seen. Neither was the thing that had grabbed him.
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