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Halloween was a day when strange things were meant to happen, but the shimmering mist that was coming from the direction of the local field was stranger than normal. Shayla watched it for a few minutes longer, so she could be certain that she really was seeing what she thought she was seeing, before going to find her dad. For a moment she stood in the doorway of the lounge, nibbling on her bottom lip as she tried to work out how to explain what she was seeing, before stepping into the room to get his attention, knowing that she needed to tell him sooner rather than later.
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