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As his grubby hands yanked on the weeds, he heard rustling behind him. Whipping around he finds nothing but an out of place potato on the ground, likely dropped from the truck that came by recently. Tossing it into his basket he got back to work, unaware of the misfortune that would bring. No sooner had he gotten back inside he heard yet another noise, though this time, it was louder. Slowly shifting to see, he spotted a large, almost flesh like mass, moving quickly through the door. Eyes wide he looked back at the basket. The potato was gone.