He found the copper-tinted astronaut helmet half hidden behind a dusty bookshelf.
The first clue should have been how pristine the helmet looked, reflecting his face with a metallic glint.
The second clue should have been the velvet lining, instead of the authentic ventilation pads, that made wearing the helmet feel like resting his head on a pillow.
The final clue was the shadow, creeping up the neck of the helmet and clawing at his face. His body thudded to the floor. The helmet rolled off, revealing a cleanly eaten skull, and resumed its place propped up behind the bookshelf.
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