(A day before Dave and his two wives left the beast tamer base)
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The moon hung heavy outside the window, casting silver shadows across the hall as Dave closed the bedroom door behind him. Inside, his two wives had just drifted off to sleep, their soft breaths like whispers against the silence of the night. He lingered for a moment, watching the slow rise and fall of their chests, before quietly stepping away and heading down the corridor.
The spare room he entered was empty, its walls barren and pale under the flickering light of a single touch. With a low breath, Dave raised his hand, and right out of nowhere, a figure on a bed, appeared inside the room, stumbling slightly as if she was torn from another reality.
