Lacee Bergstrom

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I glanced at Mae, but she remained utterly still, a statue. Only her eyes moved. I squinted at the screen. Within the limits of video resolution, the two figures appeared to be identical in every respect. Same clothes, same movements, same gestures and shrugs. I couldn’t see the faces well, but I had the impression they were more detailed than before. They didn’t seem to notice the camera. They looked up at the sky, and then at the rock slide for a while, and then they turned their backs on us, and returned to the interior of the cave. Still Mae did not move. She had been motionless for almost ...more
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