Department 18 [04] A Plague of Echoes
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His first instinct was to call out but something stopped him. He shone the flashlight down the tunnel, hoping to catch a glimpse of the little Mexican’s green jacket, but there was nothing but darkness. “Damn it, Chico,” he muttered under his breath. “Why couldn’t you just stay put?”
Suddenly he reeled backwards, almost dropping the flashlight. Something cold swept over him - bitterly cold, blood freezing. It felt as if a hand had clamped itself around his heart and was squeezing the life out of him. He started to breathe heavily, feeling like he’d run a marathon, and his vision was blurring. What the hell was happening to him?
And then he heard a noise coming from further down the tunnel.
It sounded like a dog worrying a bone, muffled growls and the sound of teeth grinding.
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