CHAPTER FIVE
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Viggo helps Kirby up on both feet but Kirby tears away from him like he’s the devil. The rosewood study echoes with their scuffle. He can’t stay here. He staggers towards the exit, attacked with a headache, as the room tilts. Viggo cuts him off, standing between him and the door. Whoa, what were you doing on the floor?475Please respect copyright.PENANAoYr9kxhewY
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Kirby shoves him out of the way, harder than necessary.475Please respect copyright.PENANAvycVEhF6jt
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You left me in there too long! Kirby seethes, baring teeth. This surprises Viggo. And the longer I’m around you, I got a neon target on my back.475Please respect copyright.PENANA3CZ0UZ0jKS
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His brother stands still, a deer in headlights. The flashbacks to MyHAVEN with his strung up or mangled corpse hurtling in the air didn’t help.475Please respect copyright.PENANAAOi0KuSGDJ
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Kirby stammers, realizing how that sounded horrible. He darkens anyway. Who cares about Viggo Hayes’s feelings? The guy’s never cared for anyone. The car wreck. I know someone tried to kill us because of you. I know about the fight with Taylor. I KNOW that Taylor is alive.475Please respect copyright.PENANAmWsbm6Bnga
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His brother laughs. What are you even talking about? Wow, I really did leave you in that pod too long. Just got back from the moon, huh? Viggo spins a globe like it’s only a toy. He isn’t as panicked like he was when he kicked a hole in the wall. Cool as a cucumber. Taylor’s dead. End of your story.475Please respect copyright.PENANALYzzxvT632
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Kirby nods, seeing how it is. Mind games, as always, with Viggo Hayes. This time, it’s different. He’s not a kid; he’s old enough to stand up for himself.475Please respect copyright.PENANAczNsdIsX1k
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He skulked out of his office and walked out of this building. Kirby insists it. I saw the man with my own two eyes.475Please respect copyright.PENANAaHUYF9knRl
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People have been known to hallucinate after a VR session.475Please respect copyright.PENANA6YxHap4Bz0
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Kirby scoffs incredulously. I don’t believe ...475Please respect copyright.PENANAOzbY6YSTUE
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Me? Viggo raises an eyebrow. He starts signing rougher, as if punching the air. What will they say once they find out you’ve been saying, no how about raving, that you’ve been visited by the ghost of Dom Taylor? A suicide bomber? Kirby wonders about the bombed plane. That they believe you, honey it’s okay? Hell no. They’ll deport you down with a fucking smile.475Please respect copyright.PENANAKthnr3XzbS
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What if I tell everyone that Taylor never made it on the plane? That the last time someone saw him was right here with you? Kirby points to his brother.475Please respect copyright.PENANAOoEawNkNyY
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Viggo’s psycho orange eyes widen and bristle like a tiger’s. You’re the least of my worries. The eyes dart, looking out the windows. And shut up, because he’s blown to bits and you’re crazy. Confused! Go back to your dorm, and … you’ll see.475Please respect copyright.PENANAmcnV2jqouj
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Suddenly, Ishmael makes it out of the office and runs barking its head off at the windows. Kirby gives Viggo a glare before leaving. Yeah, we’ll see.475Please respect copyright.PENANAw6HitVxooD
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He peers over his shoulder and sees a dimly lit campus where the winged horses glow. It looks like he is alone. Kirby hates that. He tries to push out the creeping doubts. What if Taylor is dead and you saw someone else? What if you’re dead wrong?475Please respect copyright.PENANAbMwZomosur
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He pulls out his phone. 13 worried texts from the anonymous. Kirby blinks. That means Chance really was there in his waking nightmare.475Please respect copyright.PENANAsFv9uZjDiR
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Inside the dorm while walking down the empty hall, Kirby texts back that he’s really fine, he guesstimates, and looks up to his room. A hot guy in a grey jumpsuit stands at his doorway, brightening and looking relieved. Kirby rubs his eyes. It is Chance. Kirby’s knees could buckle but he locks them in place.475Please respect copyright.PENANA48P2ifdhcd
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Standing next to him, Kirby realizes that Chance is taller.475Please respect copyright.PENANAiffZ1ajYXx
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Bzzt. Hi. We obviously need to talk. But first, can I take you out for a date?475Please respect copyright.PENANAxwgH0VCcI2
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Kirby nods. Not eagerly as he thought he’d be, but it was a nod. His hand and Chance’s hand explore each other, knotting their fingers. Their unsure eyes meet and linger with excitement. Okay, Mr. One-In-A-Trillion.475Please respect copyright.PENANA90VkwfYmHc
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Their first date isn’t very far to walk to, seeing how it’s still on campus. They sneak into an occupied studio through the back. Scouting until it’s clear, they climb to the balcony that overlooks the set, a sci-fi film in production. Kirby feels his headache again from trying too hard to not make a sound. Chance leads their way to a corner with enough space where they can crouch and hide.475Please respect copyright.PENANAlRnvrTjteq
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Bzzt. This is where I work. Quentin Tarantino was supposed to be here. But since the bombing, he respectfully declined.475Please respect copyright.PENANADqXqQwvEKC
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Kirby tries to hush a titter with his fist. Chance points to the nearest celebrity, which happens to be Simone Chaput. She grips her script like a dominatrix, her lips slacking as she recites her lines in attempt to seduce and terrify the camera. “My beautiful creation.”475Please respect copyright.PENANAXtcVUt97w2
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There is a futuristic kind of chainsaw she dances around in a spaceship, querying people off set if this thing is on. Simone could claw her own neck apart with her skull studded nails if she so chooses, yet holds back out of deep sadness. She deplores yet she rages. She says her lines, about to fall onto the chainsaw. “My gorgeous solution, and I’m going to kill myself with it.”475Please respect copyright.PENANAsu53Mgg2g1
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Her arms crawl with gooseflesh. She hesitates to check it but like, whatever. It’s just pretend. It’s acting. It’s a job.475Please respect copyright.PENANA8fF7f7UUdV
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The blade’s edge is sharply barbed, but locked in place. Motionless.475Please respect copyright.PENANAQsXRoDEgYe
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The director says cut! They go through it again. Simone looks away, frustrated but mostly at herself. She does some image training. Get in that zone. Get your face in there, the chainsaw zone.475Please respect copyright.PENANAEwTdqNPTOC
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Her phone is on. Skyden security’s not supposed to look at celebrities’ personal effects but hey if you don’t get caught… 475Please respect copyright.PENANAY9ImO6LBZF
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Kirby nods with fascination. Despite film production, he’s about to watch a hacker at work. Chance opens a bulky black laptop, police grade. Looks like it costs quite a dime. It reveals the phones including Kirby’s, tablets, and computers in the building as red hot spots all at once before locking onto Simone’s phone.475Please respect copyright.PENANA93nBdpcBRh
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Kirby and Chance could see everything.475Please respect copyright.PENANA8tkbCMc3BT
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They see unanswered Facebook messages from old friends since high school. They see her sad nude selfies, pouting at a mirror in a spotlight in a dark room. They see all her hot and heavy sexts about cunnilingus to another voluptuous actress on set, a Rachel Craven. Lots of pumpkin pie jokes. Kirby cringes just thinking about it. Simone and Rachel occasionally eye-fuck each other from across the room. They must be thinking of whipped cream. And here Kirby has to swallow all his bubbling laughter.475Please respect copyright.PENANAqcPP820bsM
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Simone’s fingers pluck at the saw. It whirs and stops. She frowns, unsure if that just happened. Never mind. She doesn’t bother to ask anyone if they saw that.475Please respect copyright.PENANA4VzJU3hh97
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Then Chance starts going through Simone Chaput’s search history which is mostly scented candles, necrophilia, and snakes. Kirby quiets down, greatly ashamed for knowing too much, thinking how it’s no longer funny. It chills him actually to be sitting here, watching how invasively Chance digs and combs deep through someone else’s phone. This isn’t how he’d thought the date would go.475Please respect copyright.PENANAcQajBZULFH
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Kirby decides to send a text: Did you ever go through my phone?475Please respect copyright.PENANA72UDBDWBHQ
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Chance pauses at this, just briefly. Yes. 475Please respect copyright.PENANAleXgRq3bte
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Stalker alert! Kirby exhales, knocked impressed with his honesty but still can’t bring himself to meet those cold green eyes. Chance nudges into him gently. He looks into them and they are warmer and darker than he expects.
I don’t judge but if I were to compare you to the world, you’re way vanilla. Plus, I’m into the bondage kink too. 475Please respect copyright.PENANAHF7yUmPxa3
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Kirby blushes. You are shameless! 475Please respect copyright.PENANAXqy9gUm4ak
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I don’t think truth should be taboo. Chance glances at Kirby’s lips.475Please respect copyright.PENANAqgQY8FEfG8
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He looks at Chance’s lips too. They lean in.475Please respect copyright.PENANAN4bmB95jXF
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“HEYY!!” Simone screams with her perfect pearly white teeth as her hair gets snagged in the revving chainsaw. People scream with her. She’s being eaten. The director shouts for someone to turn off the wailing blade.475Please respect copyright.PENANA4Lrk4rmCWb
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Chance swings his eyes to the crisis, keying in his laptop. Kirby grips his mouth. What the hell? Several of the crew runs up to the machine, arguing about what to do.475Please respect copyright.PENANADXl6NI3BMy
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The chainsaw buzzes angrily and yanks her down to one knee. She screams, knowing her neck’s about to be snapped, her head about to be scalped. Her eyes bulge and water. “Nonono someone help me, god help me!!”475Please respect copyright.PENANAhg4nCQDcOi
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Dr. Fanfare and Rachel Craven run onto set to her side. They quickly settle on a decision and grind Simone’s hair across the blades while the actress begs her hair be cut free.475Please respect copyright.PENANALo3vSYd7jx
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July shouts at her, “Left! Right, harder!”475Please respect copyright.PENANA91M2zDLF6q
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Kirby shadows as Chance locks onto the chainsaw and profiles it. While Kirby has no idea what the coding meant, it is clear from the warped pinging someone’s remotely controlling it inside this room. Instead of decrypting their identity, Chance looks to commandeer the savage machine back.475Please respect copyright.PENANADuUG66MRFK
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He keys in a long string of code that abruptly kills the chainsaw dead.475Please respect copyright.PENANAYFzaXTrxNV
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“Okay, okay, hurry,” Simone feels a lot better as they zigzag.475Please respect copyright.PENANAglgUp6tkzB
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Her hair starts to detach and fray with fringe. It starts coming apart.475Please respect copyright.PENANAqsp6LeeqJv
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But the chainsaw begins chugging up again, yanking her arching too far back for July’s and Rachel’s hands. They clutch Simone’s dangling fingers. Their eyes dart among each other with absolute horror. Is this it?475Please respect copyright.PENANAGWz2bzo2Ru
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Chance commandeers the chainsaw again with swift keystrokes. It wails one last time and shuts down with a guttural whine. Simone shrieks with fury again, prying her hair with all she’s got but to no avail. It’s still in there, clamped jaws as fused as a closed zipper. Chance quickly keys in the next code.475Please respect copyright.PENANANRlPfCMmiP
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Come on! Kirby thinks, wondering how fast the other hacker is.475Please respect copyright.PENANAB5b0BbLDYv
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Chance accesses the hardware, changes the password, and adjusts the firewall to triple in encryption. This takes less than ten seconds. Now no one but him can do something with it. Next, he scans the room for the other hacker. He and Kirby hunch in to split up the work of searching. They scroll up, and they scroll left. Come on! There. A ripple in that corner indicates a white dot.475Please respect copyright.PENANAiPl9qEIrWi
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It emerges, traveling up behind a red dot labeled Kirby Hayes.475Please respect copyright.PENANAjVPgpV1u3R
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They glance at each other for a minute before Chance’s face is stomped in by a dirty black boot. Kirby hyperventilates, staring at the ghost of Dom Taylor.475Please respect copyright.PENANArinDMj7gar
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He catches the next stomp with his two hands. Kirby hooks his shoe behind Taylor’s standing boot, at the ankle, and trips him.475Please respect copyright.PENANAlpmQQVKspd
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Taylor falls hard onto his back and cries out with pain.475Please respect copyright.PENANAI9xXa2mF3l
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Well, you look very alive! Kirby thinks, clambering on top. He strikes the man hard across the bearded face. That’s for my brother. His hand throbs. Wow, that hurts but feels so good.475Please respect copyright.PENANAqKfxChiUQC
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He clocks a hard one in the neck, making the old man choke and wheeze for air. That one’s for me! Finally Kirby stands up and stomps him in the face. That’s for Chance! He stomps again and again, and he could hear how much louder each one gets.475Please respect copyright.PENANAK3hR2x4uo7
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Chance pulls him back until he finally gives up. “Stop! Stop!” Kirby pants, realizing how badly he’s destroyed Taylor’s face. It’s swollen black, ashen grey, and blue indigo.475Please respect copyright.PENANACQMDbCBCOO
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Simone finally frees herself, hugging July and then Rachel in broken sobs. Together, they flock far away from the chainsaw and the gnarled hair that glint in the spotlights.475Please respect copyright.PENANAICohfw409h
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That’s the Spook. The one who caused that car wreck, tortured me, and nearly sawed Simone’s head all in one day. He’s on a warpath. Kirby texts for Chance to read as he tends to Chance’s bleeding cheek.475Please respect copyright.PENANAjrvHs5uFgM
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We don’t know that. Help me tie him up.475Please respect copyright.PENANAeFwUm8QDOL
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Chance points at a heavy scratchy rope for Kirby to retrieve. They bind the man’s ankles, knees, and wrists together in knots. They drag Taylor downstairs for the entire cast and crew to see his face.475Please respect copyright.PENANA3NBVM0Tpf4
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Dr. Fanfare clutches her mouth mumbling a prayer, her face going white like she’s seen a ghost. It slowly registers that Taylor’s death was faked.475Please respect copyright.PENANArbNDJ7auGw
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Onlookers spread the word through their phones.475Please respect copyright.PENANA18XKcUO328
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Just wait until Viggo hears about this.475Please respect copyright.PENANAVxoPXAM2Bo
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Kirby tries not to watch but it’s just like a train wreck as Simone limps away with Rachel, heading back to her room to recover. Even Dr. Fanfare’s overcome with grief and shock that she leaves as well. Through the heart-pounding scatter, Kirby meets Chance’s feral stare, sighs, and tries not to smile with relief.475Please respect copyright.PENANAuF33hsqWj4
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You saved her life. :) Kirby tells him.475Please respect copyright.PENANAa9NuPg5tFd
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Chance stammers and laughs awkwardly. It’s my job. Oh and listen, don’t tell anyone about the Spook thing. Makes you sound batshit cray cray.475Please respect copyright.PENANAMBfZ5GlduC
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Doesn’t it? Kirby could scratch his head.475Please respect copyright.PENANA7ToiFc6tuU
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Iris Frisk with her glowing auburn hair rushes in her white dress, holding her video camera and reporting rapidly as she goes, “Oh.. my.. god!! Professor Dominic Taylor, presumed to be dead, strikes again! Hey man wake up!”475Please respect copyright.PENANA93fG98z4xq
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This irks Chance greatly into swearing under bated breath. He gets in her way, jostles her back, and forces her to retreat a few steps.475Please respect copyright.PENANA5JiS7omu3F
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Iris sneers and says, “Whoever you are, now’s not the time!”475Please respect copyright.PENANAgoBhax95Qx
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“Took the words right out of my mouth,” Chance retorts. “Back down.”475Please respect copyright.PENANAb2IBNrVo38
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“Look black-eyed dude,” Iris turns off the camera and giggles. Her doe eyes bat. “Can you just be cool for a second? Let me get what I came for? Before the police gets here?”475Please respect copyright.PENANAPzxpjdRDNd
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Chance laughs sardonically in her face and says, “I am the police.”475Please respect copyright.PENANASNvFbhnO4z
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Kirby’s eyes widen when Chance unbuttons his jumpsuit, reveals a black tanktop, a massive pectoral muscle, and brings out a chained necklace to a cold steel badge.475Please respect copyright.PENANAD8jfVy7g8h
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Iris grits her teeth, “Oh jesus.”475Please respect copyright.PENANAx02TW58ew0
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Kirby’s stunned, left with a million questions. The police?475Please respect copyright.PENANAMjan7HZn0L
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After all this time, Chance didn’t even mention that part. Kirby assumes it must be for good reason, like for protection. Especially for a corrupt cop, breaking laws he’s supposed to uphold. Of course no one knows that but Kirby. It dawns on him. Ohhh.475Please respect copyright.PENANAiJIDszEJQo
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His eyes gaze upon the gleaming name Skyden Police Officer Chance Gott.
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Meanwhile, back in MyHAVEN, the Spook dangles 65 feet off the floor on a scaffold that’s held into place by brackets connected to a wall. Humming a sad tune, the wooden two-faced mask with stained tears scrutinizes every detail of the frescoed ceiling of the Sistine Chapel. The nine scenes of Genesis. The beginning of mankind. The many depictions of naked men and shadows of their internal organs. The second coming of Christ, who judges mankind.475Please respect copyright.PENANAkvbHyz2njH
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The Spook takes everything in and faces to the right towards the blessed, those anointed for a glorious Heaven. Facing left, the Spook sniffles and sees the damned, those exiled to a heartless Hell. Being in the middle down to the line, the Spook lies out flat, humming and dangling, unjudged. “This is my life.”475Please respect copyright.PENANAifij096opz
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“Nose pressed to the ceiling for four years …” comes the mutter. “Mold. Poverty. Deteriorated vision. Weight of the world and the pope. All these can birth a masterpiece. But ooh, at such a high cost.”475Please respect copyright.PENANA4QHcwUnKLl
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“Only after the climb to Heaven have I found rest.” The Spook sighs heavily.475Please respect copyright.PENANAg1TYeiHShM
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“Words, words, words! I should kill myself.” The Spook groans. “I should, shouldn’t I?” The Spook grabs the mask and spins it around and around. Smile, frown, upside down. “How much longer do I have to suck at serial killing before I throw in the towel?”475Please respect copyright.PENANAWevy4Vnp3Y
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The Spook hyperventilates until the breathing finally calms down. “There’s no Haven for me. I am no one. I’ve failed to killed the Hayes brothers. Damn them.”475Please respect copyright.PENANAOYCCz3nugg
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The mask shakes hysterically. “I’ve failed to killed Chaput. How mortifying is that. And now it turns out I’ve failed to kill Taylor too? F! M! L! I can’t go on.”475Please respect copyright.PENANAcdmONazDtk
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“Now, now, I surely must have rushed.” The Spook rambles on with gloved hands soothingly. “I’ve been too eager, too greedy, I know that. No need to freak out. Every forty seconds, someone dies from suicide, you know, and I’m certainly not that person.”475Please respect copyright.PENANArEy3XnXfgd
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Aha, the Spook looks back to the left where the demons live and raises a finger. “But they can be! Suicide. How simplistic, how classic. Should’ve thought of this before.” The Spook wonders now. “But who’s the first to choke?”475Please respect copyright.PENANANqG33mAhAQ
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The frescoed ceiling glows bright neon with a map of Skyden. The Spook scries it. Millions of red hot spots burn and float, labeled with well-known names of celebrities, directors, and everybody mobile or at home. Simone Chaput and Rachel Craven are in a dorm room at Pegasus Studios. Lucky trollop.475Please respect copyright.PENANAiC8kw1NrBS
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The Spook searches for Taylor, but the name is gone. Off-grid, but guaranteed to be arrested and taken down to the police station.475Please respect copyright.PENANANVYdtFHiYh
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Next, the Spook locates Kirby Hayes traveling through the heart of the city. It seems he is alone, but the Spook is sure that’s not always true. The Spook remembers Anonymous, who ruined the whole fun thing twice already.475Please respect copyright.PENANABxu1RhNeZj
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But Kirby Hayes saw me.475Please respect copyright.PENANAxjmft78QRD
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That is a loose end, the Spook decides. That is rather vexing.475Please respect copyright.PENANA9t5RhJ0Nov
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Another groan echoes throughout the Sistine Chapel. “This is going to be so depressing. I hope I do it right … no bawling this time. Steel up, you hear me? This has to be done. The plan has to be carried out, there’s no other way. It’s going to be so sad … once you’ve finished.”475Please respect copyright.PENANAYadRWoEKJO
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“Yes, you.” A gloved finger presses upon Kirby’s pinging red dot.475Please respect copyright.PENANAKqmmxMO5Gt
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“You will unknowingly kill yourself. I’ll help ...”475Please respect copyright.PENANAoIy3RRyo7Y
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THE SPOOK IS SAD475Please respect copyright.PENANAuJbGUitYDr
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