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The Last Handful of Clover
Chapter 3.45: Playing Possum
Maybe if the girl forgets I’m here, Carla thought, I can find a way out of this place.
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Chapter 3.44: The Passion of Howard Gunderson
“Richard... Please... Try to look at me,” Billy said. “Focus on my voice. Come back.”
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Chapter 3.43: NVCK-9
He ignored the gibbering and pleading of the scientist as he lit the Bunsen burner.
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Chapter 3.42: The President’s Circle
He was almost there when he heard the first gunshot ring out, and his ghostly body went cold.
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Chapter 3.41: Zombies
Pil knew they could not be the only ones still alive in the tunnel.
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Chapter 3.40: In the Stone Fortress
“I have you, sweetie,” he said, softly into the boy’s ear.
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Chapter 3.39: The Hounds of Grief
The dogs were gazing out over the city, with sad eyes and longing on their quivering muzzles.
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Chapter 3.38: The Wheelbarrow
It’s going to be a beautiful evening for an apocalypse, Sutton Deary thought.
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The Last Handful of Clover
Chapter 3.36: Flashbulbs in the Desert
For just a moment, the three were one, their foreheads touching, like a triad of reunited lovers.
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