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"Sure," I said, uncertainly "This is going to tie back into the sleeping sickness soon, isn’t it?"

"Oh, my dear Sal, the broken doors are open, and we can’t close the you ties back into the sleeping sickness" Dr Cale looked past us, into the glooht; you can come out now, dear They’re ready for you"

Tansy appeared, leading a young, gangly-li a lab coat, like everyone else we’d seen since arriving inside the bowling alley The T-shirt he had on under the lab coat advertised a children’s TV show I’d never heard of, and his jeans were torn out at the knees His hair was cut short, and his eyes ide and anxious He was probably in his twenties, but those eyes made him look like he was barely out of his teens

"Moht, Ada him forward "They really want to irlfriend, Sal"

"What’s going on here?" asked Nathan

Tansy giggled

I looked into the eyes of the man Dr Cale called "Ada "He’s your tapeworm"

Dr Cale beamed like I’d just answered a particularly difficult riddle correctly "Brava, Sal There may be hope for you--and for humanity--yet"

INTERLUDE II: NUMBERS

Lies are truth in tattered clothes

--SIMONE KIMBERLEY, DON’T GO OUT ALONE

Money speaks louder than morality

--DR STEVEN BANKS

January 07, 2016: Tih, and the lab is a tangle of ed s that were likely acquired from some other, richer facility The ca on a hospital bed An IV needle is hooked to her arm, and her hair does not appear to have been brushed in sohing]

DR CALE: I’m sorry Doctor Shanti Cale, postoperation report I appear to have survived the surgery which reenesis mass that had foroing to walk again, but the signs are not currently positive

[She stops to cough again before looking wearily at the ca this record because I don’t know if Steven is still looking for o wrong--and it is inevitable; I’ to need proof that someone knew Someone tried to warn hihs, closing her eyes]

DR CALE: Turn off the ca stops there]

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