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“Zachary.” Johnny clapped his hands once, to draw the Null’s attention. “Whatever’s in there. It’s not movin’ around or anything, is it?”
“No.” Those sunken eyes widened a little too large, and Galen felt goosebumps prickle on his arms and the back of his neck despite the heat. Hawthorn had told him the thing wouldn’t hurt him, but this was the longest time he’d been in close quarters with it. All those short glimpses hadn’t prepared him for a longer journey deep into uncanny valley.
“…I’ll make sure it d-doesn’t,” Zachary hissed.
