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Though nervous, she had agreed to join the search. The missing woman was part of her community—could easily have been her. She was terrified of discovering a body—if indeed the woman was now dead, as everyone suspected but wouldn’t say.
She’d bundled up against the cold. Maybe if there was a body to be found, it would be frozen, less horrifying to behold…perhaps.
Somehow she’d gotten separated from the other searchers—and hearing odd sounds, she peeked between branches. Paralyzed, breath held, she observed a man digging a hole…beside it, a corpse bound with bungee cords.
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