All alone
They found her moments later, still planted in the exact same spot she had occupied all day. Cora sat stiffly near the glass, unusually still now, both arms extended and pointing outward with eerie precision. Amber approached carefully, crouching close to the edge of the enclosure. “What are you looking at, girl?” she whispered softly. But Cora didn’t shift or respond. She just sat frozen, finger pressed toward the same point outside the window.
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