The uneasy feeling teased over my bare skin, setting the fine hairs upright.

          ‘Jess, why are you still standing there?’ Lindi dropped the buckle and regarded me, hands on hips.

          I shrugged. ‘I dunno. I just don’t like it down here.’

          She glanced around nervously. ‘You don’t think there’s a hidden nest, do you? Under the sand?’

          ‘No.’ I rubbed my hands against the imaginary chill; in reality, we both had damp circles under our arms. ‘Why don’t we leave the basement and star...

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