We went back to John’s house because it was closer, spending much of the walk discussing what we were going to do with Eve. John noted that the point-blank shotgun blast hadn’t even left a smudge on her shell (unlike the eggs, which had instantly popped and vaporized in contact with the fire). I’m not going to go into details, because what occurred next doesn’t cast us in a good light as professionals. I’ll just say that over the next few hours, we discovered that Eve’s carapace could not be penetrated or even damaged by a drill, nail gun, blowtorch, chain saw, sledgehammer, or bolt cutters.
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