Gutsy approach
James watched Rick fumble with his phone, clearly tempted to record the creature, but his hands trembled too much to keep it steady. “You’re the bird guy. What is that?” James hissed. Rick didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he slowly opened the back door a few inches, peeking out as if he might slip into a dream. “I’ve never seen anything like it,” he finally breathed.
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