The moonlight cast a ghostly glow and spawned blue shadows along the dunes. The black sky glittered with stars, and the air was still. Normally it would be a beautiful setting—if it weren’t for the creepy mood saturating the terrain. Several times Dodie felt his spine tingle and goose bumps prickle beneath his tunic, then abruptly they would go away for a few miles. He kept telling himself to calm down, stay focused, and stop reading into anything. Everyone raced fairly, for the most part, and kept distance from each other. They were all bent on getting to the first pit stop, breathlessly awaiting the morning. Dodie noticed he was not the only one getting spooked. At one point Bae let out a shriek of surprise for what appeared to be no reason. Zinnia rubbed her arms, and Dodie guessed she was feeling goose bumps. Dodie was just wondering what was wrong with this desert when he noticed something peculiar. He happened to glance down below him, and saw a ripple in the sand following along with him.
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