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Started by Bill Cook, February 25, 2006, 03:03:16 AM
QuoteAnother nightmare of burning corpses. You kiss your wife as she leaves to drive the kids to school. Leaning over to collect their lunch sacks, she exposes that tattoo in the small of her back, a postcard from wilder days. The Jetta turns the corner. The kids argue over whose turn it is to play the Game Boy. A homeless man in sunglasses shares the street corner with a dog.- "Is that her?" It bears a wolfish grin, tongue lolling, looking more like a goblin.- "Yes, master."