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Clarkton handed Nicole the sample he had taken from the sinkhole, and she took it to her lab and examined it under the microscope.
“I can’t say for certain without another chromatograph test, but under the microscope, it looks the same.”
“If it came off a rock, we could say it was brought here by a meteor,” Clarkton said.
“That first sample came out of Tippen’s body,” Murphy said. “We found the same substance inside Carl.”
“Which means this creature doesn’t come from Earth, either,” Clarkton said.
Nicole and Murphy were both speechless. Clarkton held a deep and well-known distrust of anything he classified as “woo”—psychics, astrology, divination, alien conspiracies, cryptozoology—if the explanation was anything but hard physical evidence, he dismissed it as delusion or fantasy.
“It’s the most logical conclusion,” Clarkton said. “We operate from this point as if that’s the reality, and we base our strategy in that way.”
“Where do we go from here?” Murphy asked.
“You said it had a reason for reanimating its victims,” Clarkton said. “We wait here until these bodies sit up and walk out, and then we follow them. When we find out where they’re going, then we can decide what to do next.”
“Should we tell anyone else?” Nicole asked. “We need more help than the three of us.”
“Do you want to tell everyone that an alien creature is killing people and turning them into zombies?” Murphy asked. “Might as well quit our jobs and leave town tonight.”
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