Anare



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    You silently pull out your lighter again and flick it open, illuminating his face. The dancing light of the flame deepens the creases surrounding his eyes and mouth. The Satellite-Officer looks especially weary, though you are not sure if that is customary of him.

    Vicquemare leans into your waiting hand — you smell alcohol heavy on his breath — and lights his cigarette. He slowly rests his elbows on the precarious railing surrounding the both of you. You bring the lighter to your face, then inhale.

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    Harry whips his face in your direction, eyes filled with manic terror. Three things happen at once. The blare of the radio alarm system installed into the building crackles and wails into frenetic actuality. Dawning horror alights on pallid faces as Pidieu begins to make his frantic announcement. Harry whispers two words feather-light, and they drop like weights in your gut: “It’s Jean.”

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    Precinct 41 receives a call from a phone booth in Martinaise, reporting a dead body.

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    God fuck. You *can’t.* You have to go. Out of the desolation seeping through stained floors, deep dark gunmetal aura crawling from under the bedroom door. In the bathroom cabinet, tiny pale bullets packaged for oral consumption. Out the window, a lethal drop from the balcony to the damp pavement. Leave this place before it swallows you.

    You flee with nothing but the clothes on your back: a refugee of the uncaring sky, swirling and silent and of distant astral stone.

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    Reaper and Soldier: 76 share all the same old haunts. Crossing paths was an inevitability.

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