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“WHAT IN THE HELL IS that?” I said, gawking at the hideous creature Caleb had caged up inside of his make-shift prison cell. It was sitting on the ground, with its back to the wall. The thing wore clothing but looking anything but human.
“I don’t know, a zombie?” Nathan suggested, looking just as shocked as me.
It almost reminded me of Gollum, from the Hobbit.
I stared at its gaunt face, which looked shrunken and withered past the point of being alive. When it opened its eyes, I felt as if the air was sucked right out of me.
“Oh, God!” I choked, recognizing the crystal blue eyes. “Ethan?”
His lips curled up into a grim smile and then his head fell forward as if he’d expended the last of his energy.
I rushed to the cell and tried desperately to open it. When that didn’t work, I be
