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“So this is the boy who found it? Come here lad.” Horatio knelt on the barn’s dirt floor and took the boy’s shoulder.
Tears cut through caked dirt on the boy’s cheek. His left eye was more swollen than his tears could account for.
“Leave him, Horatio.” Greeley plucked a few notes from his wallet and let them fall.
“Surely we can find work for him in the lab?”
“Your penchant for young boys will be the death of you.” Greeley pulled Horatio to his feet.
“Papa no!” The boy screamed.
A slime drenched tentacle shot out from the bucket.