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'I spect gramps must've doped their food,' Sandy said. |
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Hair just like Maureen's. |
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Trev tried to focus his mind on her. He remembered her smile and the soft, amused challenge in her eyes. |
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He stepped to the counter and drew a long knife from its wooden holder. |
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He turned to Sandy. She aimed the useless revolver at his chest. 'Pull back the hammer and let it go five times,' he said. 'That'll put a live round into position.' |
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One of her eyes narrowed, its lid twitching slightly. |
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'Try to save it for grandpa,' he said. |
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With Lynn and Cassy close beside him, John ran into the midst of the carnage. It was worse than he'd imagined. The air was dense with screams and shouts and growls, rippling with horrible giggles. It stank of excrement and urine. Everywhere he looked, people were being slashed and hacked and bludgeoned. The dead were being killed again. Clothes had been torn from bloody victims. He saw people being eaten, |
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