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My foot kicked an ar dully and spun away--plaster Here was a torso on a table There a head in a liquid-filled jar, its eyes and e This seee closet all in one He was a hoarder, like his brother, of strange and ghastly things--only where Benthaanized to a tee, Caul badly needed a maid
"Welcome to the hollows’ play space," Caul said, his ah the room "We conduct experiments on them here, feed them, watch them disassemble their food I wonder what part of you they’ll eat first? Some hollows start with the eyes … a little amuse-bouche …"
I tripped over a body, which yelped asdown, I saw the scared-to-death face of aback atI bent down and whispered, "Don’t worry, we’ll get you out of here," but no, I thought, ould not; this chaos of forms and mad shadoould be the scene of our death--Old Jacob ascending, doo shift deeper in the roo It was here a , "Jacob, hurry!"
Caul, over the PA,us: "Jacob, hurry!"
He had turned up the ed
We passed three, four , before I finally saw it
I stopped, breathless, iant--several heads taller than the one I’d ta despite its hunched fra the air Emma stu at so it at the same time
"There! Look!"
It wasn’t the hollow she’d seen, of course, but what it wasup like a side of beef, her black skirts bloo about her head Even like that, even in the dark, I knew her--it was Miss Wren
Addison was hanging right next to her They were struggling, gagged, andtoward the her into its jaws
"STOP!" I screae the hollow could understand I shouted again, then again, until it did stop--though not because it was underprey
It released the y away like a penduluues toward me
"Cut down Miss Wren while I draw the holloay," I said
Ito the hollow in a constant strea to draw it away from her and keep its attention on me