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... ded before him. Fragments of memory, rendered like paintings, floated gently in front of his eyes.
Guillotine, Caron called internally.
Guillotine was his constant companion. Even if Caron called in his sleep, it would answer. But now, he couldn't even feel a trace of Guillotine. Everything felt hollow. There was no one around; only fragments of memory filled the space.
"Cardan, you will understand me, won't you? You are trapped in the time stream, and I am trapped in fat ...
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