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| Ingrid |
Ingrid lay down on the test room floor, her eyes closed and her feathered wings wrapped around her shoulders like a blanket. Just a short nap was all she needed. If only they did her tests at night instead of the day.
The door opened.
She sat up, her head light for a moment from the quick movement. Please, God, don’t let them do anything awful today.
Her handler set a bowl of three cream-colored balls on the floor. Then she left, the door shutting behind her.
Ingrid got to her feet and walked over to the bowl, her bare feet squishing on the white foam floor. The stuff in the bowl looked like food, but feeding time wasn’t until that night. She crouched next to it. If only she had Matt’s sharp scent to check it for drugs.
She picked up the bowl. Even through the plastic, she could feel the white stuff’s coldness. Maybe this was a treat. She’d just test it first. She scooped some of it on her finger and licked it off. Mmm! It was sugary like cookies. Matt and Bryce would love this. They loved milk.
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