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Chapter 10

           Itwasdifferentfromthescuttlingbeetlethathadledhimtotheforest,butjustasodd.Hemovedthroughthemarkersuntilhegottoagravecoveredwithasheetofgrimyplasticorglass,itsedgesslimedwithfilth.Hesquinted,tryingtomakeoutwhatwasontheotherside,thengaspedwhenitcameintofocus.Itwasawindowintoanothergraveonethathadthedustyremnantsofarottingbody.

           Completelycreepedout,Thomasleanedclosertogetabetterlookanyway,curious.Thetombwassmallerthanusualonlythetophalfofthedeceasedpersonlayinside.HerememberedChuck’sstoryabouttheboywho’dtriedtorappeldownthedarkholeoftheBoxafterithaddescended,onlytobecutintwobysomethingslicingthroughtheair.Wordswereetchedontheglass;Thomascouldbarelyreadthem:

           Letthishalf-shankbeawarningtoall:

           Youcan’tescapethroughtheBoxHole.

           Thomasfelttheoddurgetosnickeritseemedtooridiculoustobetrue.Buthewasalsodisgustedwithhimselfforbeingsoshallowandglib.Shakinghishead,hehadsteppedasidetoreadmorenamesofthedeadwhenanothertwigbroke,thistimestraightinfrontofhim,rightbehindthetreesontheothersideofthegraveyard.

           Thenanothersnap.Thenanother.Comingcloser.Andthedarknesswasthick.

           "Who’soutthere?"hecalled,hisvoiceshakyandhollowitsoundedasifhewerespeakinginsideaninsulatedtunnel."Seriously,thisisstupid."Hehatedtoadmittohimselfjusthowterrifiedhewas.

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