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Tip Of The Spear
All I heard was a sudden snap, wood splintering and no time to brace. We plunged unguarded into an ashen black hole. A good ten feet of drop. I bounced bum-first on something metallic, but it had give. The floor I bounced onto was harder. Concrete. But I was lucky. It was a tumble dryer that broke my fall. Philippe, not so fortunate. He ploughed straight through an empty clothes maiden and hit the floor hard. A miracle he didn’t impale an organ.
We were in the laundry room. What was left of it – the door blown off and the wall that separated it from the living room caved in. I helped Philippe up and we lurched into the living area, just in time for the front door to fall inwards. It hit the floor with a whump. One of the dogs stood in the doorway, scanning the room w
