Hogfather - Yank

“This place gets into your head, doesn’t it?” Teatime said. “It pokes around to find out how to deal with you. Well, I’m in touch with my inner child.”

He reached out with his other hand and grabbed her hair, pulling her head down.

Susan screamed.

“And it’s much more fun,” he whispered.

Susan felt his grip lessen. There was a wet thump like a piece of steak hitting a slab and Teatime went past her, on his back.

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Hogfather - p314