But from here you couldn’t see the eerie, unnatural pool of water, edged with bare mud flats. Sartorius is still standing unsteadily, but red bubbles through his clothing in several places. Some eyes watched Masters, wishing that he would say or do anything to prove he had a spine. ” He laughed, a small, tight sound that she had never heard before.
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