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[i]"What the fuck was that?"[/i]

[b]Shnnk![/b]

Then, as suddenly as it had started, the sound of the shovel very suddenly stops, like someone threw a switch and cut it off. The longer they stood there, the more they feel like they were doing something very, very wrong. As if they were in a part of a building they had no business being in. As if someone was going to come and arrest them, or shoot them in the back of the head, at any second. 

The sounds of the forest were gone. An eerie quiet overtakes the woods around them. Like some sort of awful, oppressive tinnitus. A pregnant moment passes.

[i]Shnnk... psssh... 

Shnnnk... psssh.[/i]

The sound of the shovel resume, and Eli realizes that it is coming from the direction of a really thick dead fall, or group of dead trees.

[i]Shnnk... psssh... 

Shnnnk... psssh...[/i]