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     There was a solid, singular purpose in his walk. It drove him along despite the fire in his lungs and the battery acid in his legs.
“Yeah,” he said, keeping his eyes locked ahead. Laruku kept talking, and Ahren knew that he was delirious. Hopefully he would not see the demons or the terrible things that Ahren had when on drugs; sometimes, even when not. Hopefully he would see nothing but the darkness around them, and the darkness would be quiet and soothing.
“Yeah, we’re almost there,” he said quietly.
“We’re almost there.”





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