We all waited while Henry trooped us back to the fire pit, where the cooler had been kept. He walked over to where it had been set the night before ... and frowned. Then he looked around the fire pit, then back at the same spot, then at us. "You don't know where the food is?" Zoe asked incredulously. Henry shook his head. "It's not that," he said. "It's that I think the food's been ... taken."
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