Around midnight, they hit the edge of a redwood forest. Hep turned down a barely visible road and Scroat followed. They looked for a good spot to sleep for the night, set up camp, and were deeply asleep within seconds of laying down.
They were somewhere near Arcata, California, about 90 miles from the Oregon border. They didn't know it yet, but something was watching them from high up in the trees.
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