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Ah, she was beautiful. I can’t describe her. But I would know her at once if I ever saw her again. She dressed in white… She had a message. It was a message for you, too. We’ve been chosen to complete a ritual, or to die. She said it is an honor. She said no place holds her in or out. She said she would return…
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Oh, we all lived, but we’re scarred, badly scarred. Not just on the outside. I can’t explain it to you, you don’t know the horror…to feel them wiggling under the skin, to feel them start to push their way out! But more than that, to know that in a sense…you’re birthing them
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“She was all by herself. It was late. She was just standing there in the streetlight, holding her little doll. She looked so lonely, with her shadow stretching out long, long behind her into the darkness. You wouldn’t have thought—But I’m not crazy. I know what I saw. I saw the shadow move, I saw it… And her sweet little face never changed, not the whole time the fellow was screaming. Not even after he stopped…”
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“I’m sorry to disappoint you, but my father won’t be able to answer your questions. Any questions. The best I can gather is that some…thing…from the lake…got hold of his tongue and…it had to be removed. Or that’s what he thinks happened, anyway. But the rest of what he wrote, about the people around here being taken over, controlled… I’m not sure about his state of mind. I think we should keep him…relaxed.” Continue reading
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