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                                                               “This is all your fault,” Dawn whispered.
                                                               They were running. Well, scrambling really, searching
                                                               for the safety exit Ximena had been so certain was
                                                               down this stretch of hallway.
                                                               “Well, you were the one who shined the flashlight in
                                                               its eyes. You woke it up.”
                                                               “You were the one who screamed when it looked at us.”
                                                               “I wasn’t expecting it to move! Besides, it didn’t even
                                                               have any ears.”
                                                               “Maybe you just weren’t looking  closely enough. It
                                                               probably had, like, a hundred ears. And it’s chasing us
                                                               because you screamed at it.”
                                                               “Then why are we even whispering?” Mena huffed,
                                                               “It’s not like it matters. If it’s got a hundred ears it can
                                                               probably hear us everywhere. Dawn….did it look like
                                                               Mrs. Luz to you?”
                                                               “I hope not. If I just hit Mrs. Luz with a flashlight your
                                                               mom is going to kill me. Even if it was your idea to
                                                               come down here in the first place.”
                                                               “Yeah, well, let’s worry about how long we’re going to
                                                               get grounded once we’re definitely sure we’re going to
                                                               live long enough to get grounded.”
                                                               They skidded to a stop in front of a smooth metal
                                                               door and Mena cursed.
                                                               “Swearing is vulgar,” Dawn said, breathless and
                                                               bitterly disappointed. They’d finally found a door. But
                                                               there was no knob.
                                                               “You  better  run  and  go  tell  your  mom,  then.  Don’t
                                                               worry about me, I’ll just stay here and get eaten by
                                                               something with a hundred ears while I’m waiting for
                                                               you to stop being a baby.”
                                                               Dawn crouched on the floor and peered through the
                                                               hole where the doorknob ought to have been. “And I’ll
                                                               know when it’s here eating you because you’ll shut up
                                                               for the first time in your life.”
                                                               Mena rolled her eyes. “You’d miss me so much you’d die.”
                                                               “Yeah, ‘cause that thing would eat me next. My last
                                                               few seconds of life would definitely be spent silently
                                                               mourning you, though. Not wondering why I let you
                                                               talk me into this.”
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