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You open the fridge and reach into the murky, frigid depths. You have to lean in, putting your head under the water. It shocks, then stings as you grope blindly for another chunk of the wildebeest you stored here last month.
Something leathery and solid knocks lightly against the back of your head. Then again, harder.
