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... he bed. No sign of Samuel Gregor anywhere else. Just this... thing.
"You... you little—" Hermes muttered, clenching his fists so tight his nails dug into his palms. "Trying to get sympathy? Preying on your family’s fear?"
The beetle shivered, its weak, tremulous voice carrying a strange, eerie tune.
Take me out to the ball game...
Hermes froze. The sound was soft, almost human, coming from the creature itself. His throat went dry, disbelief clawing at him.
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