Chapter 10
DREGS DON’T have functional brains. That’s what makes them dregs.
But Suit filled the doorway, blocking us from the open yard and the unnatural lake beyond. His vacant head and shattered skull didn’t keep him from lurching the glistening blue steel revolver up towards us.
Dregs don’t have minds. They can’t cooperate.
The poster children for Worst s*x Ever erupted from the kitchen door. Both disjointed heads swung from side to side in perfect synchronization, scanning the room. All four eyes locked onto Alice, Ceren, and me at the same time. It gave a little growl and stalked towards us.
Charging a gun is a great way to catch a bullet. Standing still while a giant spider-thing eating for at least two charges closer with plans to eat you for breakfast is even more stupid.
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