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  1. Public Bookmark 9

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    It takes three months for James to recover. Now, Francis is very careful with him and James might scream.

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    30 Oct 2020

  2. Public Bookmark 49

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    Alex wanted to destroy the people who had shattered his life. Artemis wanted to know why those people tried to kidnap him. Neither of them wanted to fall in love.

    As the song says, you can't always get what you want.

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    27 Oct 2020

  3. Public Bookmark 6

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    Mac’s never been that good at letting people in.

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    26 Oct 2020

  4. Public Bookmark 11

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    He proffers the whisky again and this time Childs doesn’t refuse. He shrugs, accepts a glass, and sinks down on the bed, his foreshortened fingers clamped around the tumbler. “You gonna tell me what you dreamed about?”

    “You really want to know?”

    Childs shrugs. There’s a flatness about his eyes, a tension to his shoulders. A tendon in his neck stands out, like he’s bracing himself for what’s coming.

    MacReady swallows. Relishes the burn. “You were one of them,” he says, and Childs doesn’t look up. Just nods as if he’d known. Of course he’d known. Why else would MacReady fight him? What else would MacReady be having nightmares about?

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    26 Oct 2020

  5. Public Bookmark 5

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    “What on Earth is he doing?” Stanley asked. 

    “It seems he may have, ah... imprinted on me, sir,” said Goodsir sheepishly. Gore was now nuzzling at Goodsir’s neck and ear, his golden hair brushing against Goodsir’s whiskers. He smelled not of death but not of life either; more than anything he smelled of the clean sharp air of King William Land, a scent unknown to Goodsir until just this week past. 

     

    for the One Week Of Terror prompt: "monster"

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    21 Oct 2020