[Rather than dislocate his own shoulder and slam the door open, Doty does the work of heaving it open and running out into the open pasture lit only by the small specks of light that penetrate the tree canopy. Taryon stumbles after Doty and transforms his rod into a spear.
The wind blows over the grasses. There's movement beyond the boundary of the pasture.] I guess we going to get some answers pretty soon.
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[Rather than dislocate his own shoulder and slam the door open, Doty does the work of heaving it open and running out into the open pasture lit only by the small specks of light that penetrate the tree canopy. Taryon stumbles after Doty and transforms his rod into a spear.
The wind blows over the grasses. There's movement beyond the boundary of the pasture.] I guess we going to get some answers pretty soon.