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... mashed into pieces, it was just lying down, balanced like a see-saw. If it was hard to get the lid off the altar before, it would be even harder now.
The bigger problem, though, was how the head had perfectly slotted down in front of the door, making it impossible to open. Unless there was a way to make the door open outwards.
How do you operate the door? I asked Sonny.
Sonnys mouth was hanging open and his eyes were coated with a glassy look of disbelief. You stupid bast ...
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