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CHAPTER 138 - THE ARRIVAL

작가: Lila Williams
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They came on a Tuesday.

Tuesday morning. Ten AM. Clear sky. Normal day.

Then the sky tore open.

Not slowly. Not carefully. Just—ripped. Like someone had grabbed reality and pulled it apart.

Through the tear came three figures.

They looked almost human. Almost. But wrong in ways that made my eyes hurt. Too tall. Too perfect. Moving in ways that didn't match physics. Existing in more dimensions than humans were meant to perceive.

The entity's family had arrived.

"Everyone inside," I said. "Now."

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