“Sage would survive. I'd survive. We were better off apart. Painful and quick, just like ripping off a Band-Aid. Well, more like gouging a piece of shrapnel out of my stomach, pouring a bottle of gin into the wound, lighting… — Brian Katcher Copy Share Image
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“Sage would survive. I'd survive. We were better off apart. Painful and quick, just like ripping off a Band-Aid. Well, more like gouging a… — Brian Katcher Copy Share
“I expected a nod and maybe a handshake, but Dan clasped his hand to his chest, whispered something like "Chthulhu fh'tagn!" and spit into… — Brian Katcher Copy Share
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“I had two beady brown eyes that, no matter how hard I tried to look mysterious and cool, always seemed to say "It wasn't… — Brian Katcher Copy Share
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