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Behind the Glass

There, barely visible behind the fogged-up glass, was a man’s face. His eyes were open, staring directly at them from inside the freezer. Claire let out a startled gasp, stepping backward. “Is he waving?” Nora whispered. He was. The man raised one hand and wiggled his fingers in an odd, slow-motion hello. His friendly gesture didn’t help, though. In fact, it only made things creepier.
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