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““Back in Nina’s large Spartan bedroom, the three of them plunked their sore, beat-up frames into the same seats they’d chosen before the madness.””

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“In fact, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d had anything to eat.”

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“His mind immediately seized on this metaphor and when he looked down at his wet hands he saw that they had taken on the…

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“In my dream I can,” he said. “In my dream, I have hands. With claws.”

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“But, could he truly call himself a scientist if he were to pass up such a unique opportunity?”

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“Walter took the killer’s notebook from his pocket and was about to open it when Nina gave him a sternly arched eyebrow and a…

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“It’s not real. The image of his creepy ant-hands was nothing more than a standard, slightly silly hallucination.”

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