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    Bartleby sighed. “Let’s just say I had a long talk with myself, and couldn’t let you go it alone. But you’ve got bigger problems. I found you because this fellow


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    Guilt and adrenaline warred in him, and his hands shook as he grabbed the nearest shelf for support, setting the flashlight on it as he cried. The tears felt good, and no one was there to see him break down.You mean break down more, you broken son of a bitch. What’s left of you? How the hell did we think we could do this?


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    Cyrus bit his lip, tore open the boxes, and assembled what he could. He was distantly aware of more shouting, heard the noise of a wall giving way as a truck horn blared, and glanced up in time to see the falling shadow of a watchtower pass by Please God let that be the one George is on and not Dad,


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    But as it connected the tendril and the cable, it slowed in midair. The copper wiring flared, almost steaming, as electricity ran up, crackling green, oddly green, and the full pattern burst


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