arrival

[vmurther]

Marion didn't remember passing out, but the pain he felt when he woke up was familiar enough. His memories of running away from the Children were a progression of small, ugly injuries

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[createdworlds]

The more I hear about Mary, the more intriguing and creepy the whole thing gets.

[hansandersen]

The hole in his mind was always roving, always analyzing; assessing each potential threat in turn, triaging every detail of the cluttered interior. To Michael's subconscious, the Horse Trader's lair assumed the appearance of a particularly grotesque Christmas tree. Lampshade: green; no threat. Small mammal pacing in cage: yellow; continue observation. Box of gasmasks: green; noted for future contingencies. Horse trader: Orange, so perilously orange, just the tiniest shade away from that fatal crimson that denoted ThreatKillKiLLKILL

[mchossman]

Nice! Rock on. “Eh? Oh, not me. It’d be for Mary.” He sighed. “Poor Mary’s been looking thin, and that’s no good.”

love it.

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