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Within an hour, the miracle—and the madness—was complete. The shed floor was a sea of movement, hundreds of tiny alligator bodies wriggling against the hay.
Ben and Clinton exchanged wide-eyed looks, their expressions lit by heaters’ glow. Hatchlings were common here, sure. But this? This was beyond explanation. “One animal cannot do this,” Clinton repeated, voice trembling. And then came the sound that froze them.
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