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Without an artificial light source, you can't see a damn thing in there.

This is bullshit.

Astounding. Must've been harvested just a few days ago.

Looks like a shrine. Faces carved into mountain.

Sweet mercy! That's no human waveform!

You know what he means, but you can't help it: an apple-sized dollop of lard melts between hand and chest as you massage grey-tufted folds of old skin.

The mess of black squares swims before your eyes. You have no idea.

Not much else, though. Too dark.

That hurt. A lot. Expect mild bruising.

Voice so hushed as to be indecipherable.

Your own breath. Loud in your ears, uneven.

You can't hear a thing.

Uh, you got distracted by your own eyes looking back at you. Probably trying to tell you that this guy is blatant goon.

End of transmission.

Very hard to tell where the fracture point is. The plastic is simply too disfigured.

Nothing out of order about these documents.

Too quick, too distant -- he disappears from your line of sight.

The sound of his voice stirs some vague primal discomfort.

Something is pressing down on you. Heavy earth.

No. But you can definitely catch a whiff of the last guy's teeth.

You're going to have to take his word for it.

Vertiginous patterns of broken tile swirl below you. Your head swims.

Trees are trees. You do not notice trees. Boring.

No one is suggesting that he's watching you through the TV screen, that's ridiculous. The raised hairs along your arm must have some other, more mundane cause.

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