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... skin like hungry hands, the chorus of screams around him, the pleading voices begging for release.
And standing among the crowd of the damned was his father, laughing as if the two of them had simply run into each other on the street.
His father’s body was half bone and melting flesh, yet Matthew knew him immediately. The creature grabbed his shoulder with a wet grip.
"I knew you would end up just like me," he said with a crooked grin.
"Pretending you were better ...
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