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a tinge crawls up the back of her neck like spider's legs , shoots a shudder down her vertebrae . fear snags susie's breath in her throat & lips tremble , tentative to speak -- as though keeping silent will keep the truth at bay . ❝ he . . . he's not dead , dustin . i - i can still feel him , i - in the back of my head . he's weak , but he's not going to stop coming for us . ❞














