Hearing faint laughter outside, somewhere you can’t place, everywhere at once. You go out on the balcony, looking: nothing. But there's a shape. More laughter, closer. Booming. City lights reflect off vast coyote eyes—and teeth, as her descending grin becomes the sky.

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