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The detective's flashlight swept across the abandoned warehouse floor, illuminating dust motes that swirled like ghosts, and then dust mites-hundreds of thousands of crawlers-settled into footprints about 3 feet deep, as if the floor sucked in humans she noticed the footprints leading toward the back room—fresh, deliberate, and heading somewhere she hadn't yet dared to follow.
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