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- He glanced down, just for a second, looking for his shotgun, and when he looked back up her fist was coming at his face. He lashed out with the knife and the little fist hit him right in his broken no—
- He didn’t black out so much as white out. His whole brain just turned to light and roaring and then he came out of it and SWEETHOLY****THEPAIN!! A ****ing Fourth of July Roman candle was going off in his head. His jaw locked up so his breathless scream just came out as a long hiss. He couldn’t even open his left eye and his right eye was watering and there was blood in his mouth and holy **** the little dead girl was back and she was going to kill him because his nose hurt so much.
- Excerpt From Ex-Isle, 484-485
- Peter Clines
- https://books.apple.com/us/book/ex-isle/id989619017
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