Rancher Jack’s morning started like any other—coffee in hand, boots crunching over dry soil. But when he reached his cornfield, his heart sank. The crops were dead, the ground littered with smooth, pale eggs unlike anything he’d seen. Alarmed and suspicious, Jack reached for his shovel, but his daughters begged him to wait. Strange things…
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