in the heart of the beast
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“He’s blind,” Ahren said automatically, not hesitating to lie. There was no point. Taking a drag, he held his breath, then exhaled and dropped his head into his hands. He could hear the embers in the cigarette crackle as they burnt, and he felt something heavy on his back (an ape, grinning perhaps).
“I don’t know what the fuck to do,” he said plainly, and was amazed at the apathy he heard in his voice. There was only mild desperation, and even that was fading.






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