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The mirror trembled; with his breath or with his hand, I could not say Pulses julass, a boy’s voice: “Can’t we talk here?”

Again the rand tour Youto take my place”

“I don’t want it! Whoever said?”

“I said I say Listen, I’ood as dead”

A da of nitrate from the ancient films and raw earth from the tombs

The ain Footsteps moved off quietly

I stared through into the tunnel half lit by hts

The Beast’sdown, as he turned

He gazed at me steadily out of his incredibly wild, incredibly sad eyes

He nodded down the incline at darkness “Well, if you can’t walk, then run,” he murmured

“From what?”

The mouth munched wetly on itself and at last pronounced it: “Me! I’ve run all my life! You think I can’t follow? God! Pretend! Pretend I’, that I still have power That I can kill you Act afraid!”

“I am!”

“Then run! God damn you!”

He raised one fist to knock shadows off the walls