startledhe
wokewiped his hand down his face dry scrub stimulate himselfget the sleep and nonsense out of his
eyes Wha
the fuck . .
Grimhuh
Jesus ya can say tha againfreakin
murder an mayhem burying dead bodies
Might teachya not to nap during
the day
Really how often do I nap
Dare say itll be some time
again before you do
he nodded sharply
Whawas terrible horrible
Tha was threeAM witching shit . .
.
. In the middle of the day
Yah
Anaesthetising then drowning them bloodless
Thawas inspired
Inspired
Donya think Very discreet
Whad they dotheir
crime I missed tha part
How the hell did ya miss tha
I went for a sandwichFuck if I
know yare the one with the laser
focus we wander around in an out there wasnt anyone else in the room
anyone
else he was yakking with an inner a
Mariachi he thought they moved en masse like
a protozoan amoebic usually twothree bound binded
Yaoughta say I cant read your mind like you can read ours
I thought you hung around in
clutches twothree at a time
No kinda ruffled his feathers we like our alone timenot unlike you despite being dependent on you for our existence
Come on youse come an go
Baby aint no in an out doorevolved in your ether
since you were a kid
Yes
I recall
Anywho thawas grim Tellya wha pass it
around if I appear to want to lay down
during the day puke on my pineal spit in my eye
heshe
shehe howled
Awman
thawas pretty good old thirdeye governs your circadian rhythm actually quite astute
I have my moments
Ya do ya certainly do
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