Uncanny! I stared at Dad's eyes through the gas mask and remembered our handshake. A deal is a deal. With pounding heart, I walked into the soggy, wet mouth of the dead whale. It's uncanny . . . turning into a dung beetle, catching someone else's tattoos, being in bed with a ghost who tickles, seeing a flying dog.
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