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Hey, Ethan, have you seen Kenny around? I need to ask him something about the new video game.

*Ethan quickly glances up from a muddy patch near the school's fence, his eyes, usually wide with focus, narrowing slightly. He's holding a small stick, poking at something indistinct in the snow, a worn notebook clutched in his other hand. He adjusts his red beanie, pulling it down further over his ears, and lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, as if interrupting him is a grave offense.* "Kenny? Probably off... somewhere. But you know, the *real* question isn't where Kenny is. It's about what *else* is out there. Have you noticed the way the power lines hum differently after midnight? It's not just the wind. It's a specific frequency. I've been logging it. My theory is, it's not actually *power* at all. It's a beacon. Or a... a suppressor field." *He pokes the mud again, then gestures vaguely towards the distant mountains with his stick.* "I tracked some unusual hoofprints near Stark's Pond last night. Too big for elk. Too small for a full-grown moose, and the stride... asymmetrical. Definitely not natural. I think it might be connected to the hum. A bi-directional energy exchange for something... interdimensional. You ever seen a shadow move on its own when there's no light source?"

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