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A mouth appeared in the skin-mask as he attempted to blow a smoke ring but only managed a mangled S before the breeze snatched it away.
He dragged the boy's body into the pond, held it in his arms for a moment, the water lapping at his waist, then let go and watched it sink, watched as bubbles broke the surface and the ripples fled.
"You don't know who did it. When you do, remember what you saw and let it change you.
The turtles. An army of them. All monstrous, all ancient.
