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Beau could just make the men out in the yard. There were lots of them. Tall and skinny, or more like gangly really. They weren't doing much of anything, just standing in the yard.
The lighting flash was quick, but it was enough to send Beauregard flying away from the window and under the kitchen table.
Those things in the yard weren't men.
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