"This was not the argument he was planning to revive. That argument was dead, withered like an ancient mummy and stuck in the closet where it would always remain out of sight, yet never buried. He sighed, 'Look. All I want is a terrapin, is that so much to ask?'"
"A gust of wind blew towards him and swept his physical form away, his body dissolving into dust as those particles scattered in the air, knowing that the same fate awaited Jacob—except 2CH would not be there to save him."
"In a week, the whole village became acquainted with Ummed Ali. Kauser never felt him a burden. When the neighbors enquired of him, she simply said, 'It is perhaps God’s will that he should get his food and shelter here at our place.'"
"Do you know what I mean when I say there’s a feeling someone gets in their eyes? You can look at the woman you love and see when she’s drawn the blinds, decided to pretend nobody’s home? And suddenly you’re sure that no matter what you say, she’ll never hear it because she turned the TV on full blast even though you were mid-sentence?"
"A follow-up to Hellfire Girl’s last text never came. It was a relatively quiet night crime-wise. And there was only so much static and police code one person could listen to in a single evening. So Doom Boy fired up the Doom Mobile and began heading toward home."
"Her son-shaped thing never answers. It looks back at her with pits instead of eyes, black and bottomless. She digs deeper and deeper into them - clawing, searching - and she knows that one day she won’t be able to re-emerge."
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