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... ggested. He dumped the contents of a drawer that had been filled with the little metal surgical implements wrapped in protective wax paper onto a cold metal table. I have a feeling were going to need something sharp soon.
A cackle came from behind him.
Well take our tiny knives and you take your gun. Well see whos best, Isaac said with a giggle. The sedative had washed away his panic. He sat and pressed a finger into the new side of his face, then he ran it up, tracing his stitch ...
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