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[The camera shakes a little, coming in and out of focus as she trains it on the bottom of a door. Small, pale tendrils are starting to creep through underneath it. The picture is jostled again as one foot stomps down on the little feelers... When she moves back again they're gone, crushed into a thick, gelatinous paste on the tile floor. From the other side of the door comes a menacing, deep noise that almost sounds like...
Quacking, actually. It sounds like quacking.
Cameron sighs, sounding surprisingly not terrified.]
I think my leftovers are trying to kill me.
[The camera shakes a little, coming in and out of focus as she trains it on the bottom of a door. Small, pale tendrils are starting to creep through underneath it. The picture is jostled again as one foot stomps down on the little feelers... When she moves back again they're gone, crushed into a thick, gelatinous paste on the tile floor. From the other side of the door comes a menacing, deep noise that almost sounds like...
Quacking, actually. It sounds like quacking.
Cameron sighs, sounding surprisingly not terrified.]
I think my leftovers are trying to kill me.
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