Category: Arc 3
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18. From their Flesh
The other 1 is already gone. R:”This Sphere.” P:”?” R:”Hand it.” P:”Will you keep it?” R:”I need to see it.” P:”…” R:”Quickly.” P:”…” He stares at the round object. He’s confused. He’s looking for something. He didn’t expected something like this. R:”…” P:”What is this?” R:”I can’t tell.” P:”You can’t tell me.” R:”…” P:”Keep it?”…
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17. Maad Klunt
2 men come in. 1 small. 1 tall. The small 1 must be around 180 centimeters up. The tall 1 is 2 heads more than that. Jack:”What’s the worst kind of Kin?” He gets in the room. The pigs don’t care. He throws something to the dogs. They roam around, in that corner. Jack:”The Pumpkin.…
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16. The Dust’s Taste
I land on a mattress. Humid mattress. Nothing much here. No assailant. Just candles. He follows. I catch him. He pushes me back against the nearest wall. R:”Close your eyes.” I said I’d follow him. Something moves. Multiple things. It’s a repetitive move. Redundant sounds. There are living beings in there. And they’re not moving…