Dustin gripped his Farrah Fawcett-sprayed hair, his headset crackling with static that sounded less like radio interference and more like a growl. "Steve? Do you copy? The Scoops troop is compromised. I repeat, the 'strawberry' is in the blender!"
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"They're not coming from the gate, Dustin," Robin whispered, her eyes wide as she stared at the blueprints. "They’re already here. They’ve been here since '83." Dustin gripped his Farrah Fawcett-sprayed hair, his headset
Outside, the sky over Indiana turned a bruised purple, and the stars began to fall—not as streaks of light, but as heavy, pulsing spores. The clock struck midnight, but the hands didn't move to twelve. They moved backward. The Scoops troop is compromised