“I heard something the other night,” she said, her voice low, and she hugged herself as she spoke. “There was an animal outside my window, but it was no creature that I could recognize. It did not sound natural. And I dreamed of Tadeo last night, only it felt real. I don’t know what to do, something terrible is happening but no one seems to realize it.” “Have you told your mother?” “She doesn’t want to hear it. My uncle rails against superstitions. But something lurks near our home. I can almost feel it watching us sometimes. Whether it’s the teyolloquani or another dreadful creature, I can’t
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