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- “Tell me, bright little soul,” it said, “how does it feel to fail yet again?”
- “I’m with the U.S. Army,” snarled Freedom. “We don’t know how to—”
- The demon slammed the huge officer into the ground and flung him away. Freedom smashed into the charred remains of a bus and tumbled to the pavement next to the glassy crater. He didn’t move.
- Excerpt From Ex-Communication, pg 539
- Peter Clines
- https://books.apple.com/us/book/ex-communication/id635706546
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