Franklin’s POVThe sound came out before I could stop it.Not a scream exactly… the involuntary noise that comes when your body processes something before your mind has caught up with it. I heard myself make it and immediately felt slightly embarrassed by it, which was a strange thing to feel while staring at a footprint beside your bed that you hadn’t put there.Rydan was in the doorway in the next second.He looked at me, then at where I was looking, and I watched his face do the thing it did when it was receiving information it didn’t like… the slight setting of the jaw, the eyes going a shade more focused.“There,” I said, pointing down. Unnecessary, since he was already looking at it, but I needed to say something.He crouched and examined it without touching it. The print was partial… the front half of a foot, pressed into the dust at the edge of the rug where the floorboard was exposed. The size was neither large nor small, which told us nothing useful. It was simply there, in
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