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31.12.2010 um 02:15 Uhr

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@@@@@ Jared's face was hard?the mask had come back while he was away The cots were not empty, as they usually wereSomething, hidden under dark green blankets, filled the length of both of themLong and irregular, with familiar curves and angles? Doc's homemade table was arranged at the head of these cots, in the brightest spot of sunlight The table glittered with silver?shiny scalpels and an assortment of antiquated medical tools that I couldn't put a name to Brighter than these were other silver thingsShimmering segments of silver stretched in twisted, tortured pieces across the table? tiny silver strands plucked and naked and scattered? splatters of silver liquid smeared on the table, the blankets, the walls? The quiet in the room was shattered by my screamThe wholeroom was shatteredIt spun and shook to the sound, whirled around me so that I couldn't find the way outThe walls, the silver-stained walls, rose up to block my escape no matter which way I turned Someone shouted my name, but I couldn't hear whose voice it wasThe screaming was too loudThe stone wall, oozing silver, slammed into me, and I fell to the floor Heavy hands held me there ?Doc, help!? ?What's wrong with her?? ?Is it having a fit?? ?What did she see?? ?Nothing?nothingThe bodies were covered!? That was a lie! The bodies were hideously uncovered, strewn in obscene contortions across the glittering tableMutilated, dismembered, tortured bodies, ripped into grotesque shreds? I had clearly seen the vestigial feelers still attached to the truncated anterior section of a child Just a child! A baby! A baby thrown haphazardly in maimed pieces across the table smeared with its own blood? My stomach rolled like the walls were rolling, and acid clawed its way up my throat ?Wanda? Can you hear me?? ?Is she conscious?? ?I think she's going to throw up The last voice was rightHard hands held my head while the acid in my stomach violently overflowed ?What do we do, Doc?? ?Hold on to her?don't let her hurt herself I coughed and squirmed, trying to escape ?Let me go!? I was finally able to choke outThe words were garble

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