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Fred investigated. Where did the book go? What a buncha weirdness. Fred
scratches his chin and hummed as he looked about.
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It was back on the shelf.
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It was on the checkout desk. It now smelled vaguely like bacon.
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It was on a return cart.
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It was flying about, a couple dozen feet above Fred's head. It pooped a bookmark.
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It was in the biography section.
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Fred was somehow standing on it.
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Astra walked in, holding it.
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