Rhea’s head exploded into a spray of blood, brain, and bone. But I had to know for sure. It had been intensified and corrupted by time, as if to add insult to injury. He entered it; crossed the room, in which there was only a small truckle-bed, over which he stumbled; opened another door and gained the stair-head. One cannot successfully argue with a drunken man.
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