“Do it,” Coil ordered. He strode over to one of his squad captains and spoke in the man’s ear. Dinah thought she might have overheard something about night vision goggles.
Ah, that makes sense. They’ll still be able to tell if Noelle fails to keep the killer instinct in check.
She closed her eyes, as if it could help shut out the pain that continued to tear through her skull.
The pink of the light shining through her eyelids turned to black as the lights went out.
And we’ve officially reached the future. Dark, cramped, and smelling of meat and soon sweat.
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