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Then he heard it again.
A soft, broken whimper coming from behind the cart return near the dumpsters.
Daniel grabbed his flashlight and walked toward the sound carefully.
The beam swept across rusted carts, wet concrete, and overflowing trash bags.
Then it landed on something small curled beneath a shopping cart.
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