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... get an answer. Maybe I didn't ask loud enough. Antoine was quickly climbing up the fence the posters had been stapled to because the newest posters were at the top.
I looked out in the distance. I could see large yellow tents, but the circus wasn't close enough for the psychic effect to start triggering yet. Our problem was not going to be clowns. It was going to be Omens and free-range enemies fleeing the apocalypse.
And those were all over.
Killers, mutants, disgruntled ...
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