[the suitcase...area? room? inside? is the most exciting thing credence has ever seen in his life. he wanders around silently, admiring the creatures, and breathing in the (relatively) fresh air--if he's ever been outside the city before, he doesn't remember it. ma didn't even let them go to central park. the...place? places? seem to go on forever, and the animals are fascinating, even the giant dung beetles (are they magic, too?). for once in his life he is wholly captivated by what he's seeing, and has forgotten to be afraid of whatever's coming next.]
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