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... e the world kept shifting between impossible things. One moment he was small, sitting at a kitchen table under fluorescent lights that buzzed like angry insects. A lottery ticket sat in front of him, creased from being folded and unfolded too many times. His hands were human hands, soft and useless.
The next moment he was something else entirely. Running through forests that had never existed on Earth, hunting prey that moved in ways physics shouldn’t allow. His body was wrong, alien, bu ...
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