In spite of his gloves, his fingers were numb. Maybe it was buried way back in the Local section, he thinks, and knows at once that's it. 'Yeah? Really?' Relief made her look less tired. A pause, then a third one.
He could feel the roots of the stuff working in steadily, deeper and deeper, itching and foaming and fizzing. 'Got him,' Owen managed, His mouth was full of blood. And Kurtz looked pretty much okay. The drizzle has thickened; now it's almost rain.
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