"It came through the wall. All I remember is the roar, the open maw… the rank foulness of its breath. The lolling tongue. And… the way two of my friends were crushed between it and our grain silo. The way it seemed to fall in love with tearing them apart, over and over and over…."

—Interviews in the field, Eidolon Plains, conducted by Sigor Savah

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