Things calmed down soon after, and we both were content to forget the strange happenings until I stopped to rest in the shade of the tower silo one day. I heard a strange scratching noise so, figuring it was some critter, I stood real still and held my breath. But I soon realized the scratching was coming from behind me, from inside the silo. Should’ve …
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