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- “The fog brightened around them. It wasn’t daylight. More like a full moon had come out from behind the clouds. He looked up and saw the glowing figure above them.
- “Whoa.” Madelyn looked up at the wraith. “Are you okay?”
- “Maybe. Not sure.” Zzzap’s light was dim, not much more than a hazy glow in the mist.
- “How bad are you?” asked St. George. “We can try to get some of our supplies back. Maybe get you a couple sweet potatoes from their—”
- Zzzap waved his arm. “I’m past the really hungry phase, he said. I don’t think…I think I shouldn’t change back until we’re somewhere with, y’know, better medical facilities.”
- “Yeah?”
- “Yeah. I’m…I’m feeling a little light-headed.”
- “Do you need to go now?”
- “I’ll be okay. Just…don’t ask me to kill any more submarines.”
- Excerpt From Ex-Isle, pg 636
- Peter Clines
- https://books.apple.com/us/book/ex-isle/id989619017
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