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I wasn’t feeling the temperature that much, so when it was light enough, I went on a campfire fuel hunt on the foot-trails going north from the dam. I found some clean bones along the way, but decided they weren't human.
(When I returned home, I read that one of the copycats had dumped a victim near a 'Belanglo camping clearing'...)
The air was that cold, the smoke shot straight up.
