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Fake London bridge is falling down CHAPTER 42
don't touch me." filament heated, electricity in vaccuum, with the presence of gas, resembling colors of the light glowed on Damaris's quivering chin, glowed on her throat, the muffled sob of her Adams apple--it Adulf, it suggests a shallow face, worried but calm, a triangular cast as the glow died to bleak. Adulf twitched the cars bulb, the rays flicked chaotically, then began to shine.they were In a Ford Taurus, 56.3 hip room told that Damaris Cain was a wide waisted woman even if the rest part of her body remained small. Adulf Cain had his all knowing eyes on her, deeply pierced so his mother could just see the real proportion of his evil eye."oh honey."said Damaris. he felt her hands to his jaw, his stiff jaw."did I hurt you?""not really."he hit his head back to the headrest, because her forehead was close to his, dead worried with concern."I love you alright?"he shurgged.her palm came on the wheels again but her eyes were not consertrated on the road, at least, not exactly.
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there was a long ride across willows too, nothing as sweet as your red bricked home and a moonlight sky. they parked at drive way where grew a bad bad lawn with shrubs, there was a broken basket ball hoop however, and a very weary Damaris Cain to hurt the vehicle and thank God (as though she was a bit religious)his mother slightly touched his cheeks again.vergil had less places for parking, once before they'd spent the night in the Taurus faced against the direction of a traffic flow(she might have injured him with such risk, but blame vergil for having less and less places for packing spot). a police man had knocked at their window,shined his light through and demanded they hussled a space and showed a parking light. Damaris and Adulf were awkward in finding a comfortable suitable position. they had finally moved to the front seat to have a space back seat with the sunroof for ventilation."I made this decision to accept Bruce back and I must see through with it."she looked at him
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Bruce Cain turned to Adulf with a glint in his eye "when last did the mess stuff him with ham or turkey, I mean he's as skinny as my knockle. dieting , huh? kid?hello, are you there. humph, he's never there. I think the bastard would like to have his first take of booze and those Christmas pranks kids fool the elderlies with. listen to me boy, I'd rather have you lucked up in a cubbyhole than have you trying to just prank me."he raised his voice now"he's to old to write Santa a wish list, isn't it Damaris? bet he would be wishing I were buried alive, I don't get much of oxegen and then I die very slowly, or a bamboo turtore, sweet hell , I guess that's what he'd want.""you're talking nonsense. give me that now."Damaris grabbed the whiskey from his hands.alright. the kid's built his perspective of the whole damn w-o-r-l-d. we're all crazy and he's only sane. I'll agree I'm the bad guy here but I'll hold fast to my gun."he bellowed in laughter at Adulf's puckered brow.Adulf had a too
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"most fat people got a problem with their keys, pardon lad, you gotta wait.""live here? got an idea what the London bridge is all about?""I guess I do lad. I have a confession to make son. I'm a part of the 'cult' , I'm the members secretary.""what are you all seeking exactly?""just like the expectant protestant. we are no atheistic satanists, but religious ones. we seek the face of Satan, and his coming. and we believe not only that he might come, but that she has, and we are mistaken.""she?""Satan, I can explain, has been a woman all along.""I don't get.""the priest. he was a part of us. wanted to expose the truth so we made people think that he was a lunatic."replied Bucharest"and my did It so work. and for your question,yeah. I do live here.""who's a part of this cult?"asked Cain"and what do they need from me.""oh, I love it when you ask questions.""go on.""we are learning the anti Christ secrets in other to stop her. at least some of us. Satan isn't omnipotent, she do
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"there's just been the boy couch since Mr hourthone disappeared.""you got a wife?"dumont Bucharest frowned"I'm celibate for good, kid ""I thought mallard was your son.""pst, he was just another kid, not just exactly like you."replied dumont"see I've always wanted for kids to do the right thing and never repeat desame mistake that I think I made in the past.""good of you.""however I had first attempted to adopt the pretty boy, really cute when he was little if you asked me, but you see I was a man of lowly estate, was too hard for me I had to give in. and the torrential orphanage, hard of it?oh boy you need much to know, the orphanage was sponsored by the London bridge support group, yes! I said it, our cult. on my part it was a really fragile adoption. the mallards were richer, they had an agency and a really good lawyer, I, I was just a nobody, owned a rusty truck and a cot I would put the baby in if eventually I go him, and which of cause never really happened. so glad that I
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Dumont Bucharest rummaged through one cupboard, stood a candle stick on its holder and lighted it. the photo frame on the walls brightened, beside all he had hung on that wall--Adulf Cain could now that the actual painting of the gabagers room,gray. and on the cupboard were glasses, a base and one VHS tape."here's what I wanted you to see."he brushed off somethings-- two trinkets , a keyring, one paper weight and an unworking pen, he then blew off at Adulf knew not what, but however, sent clutters and circles against the candle frame. "what do you think?""ugly.""not my house muron. come see I was talking about this message--from our group in London. it was delivered to me to give you, Cain. it just says that some boys, somebody's got to face fate. not crude, just like some hero calling or something.""how was it mailed?""not exactly, some funny man walks up to be and says desame thing he was about to give me, that some boys have to face faith. he was a funny looking guy wearing a
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Adulf Cain sat before an occasional table. Vergil had a terrible broadcast transmitter, but they managed it. Adulf turned on the telly. it had a poor audio reception so he had to sit real close to hear.he picked up the clicker and flipped through the channels. the picture tube was heavily dusty, with stains against the plate glass-- Bruce had said that this one had scaled through without a laboratory test.on the screen, there was a horse racing event. the camera was at pace with the leading racer of the sprint. it was the state thorough breed handicapping championship. it was held every Christmas in Vergil. Adulf yawned. he picked up the clicker. he was introduced to a surf zone. a woman carried a paddle boarder In one arm, then the scene cut to the paddle boarder it self, before a voice over introduced one fiber glass made one, the other had been plastic. it cut to the lady sailing on the plastic, and then a blond guy on the fiber glass made. "Adulf honey. come over here. a Bennie
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Adulf raised up the clicker, he changed the channel."creek totes, and Forbes most wealthiest they excaped a paranormal attact at the airport , no body believed them. but guess what we didn't know,"there was a news of a missing airplane called voltex glades. victims whose whereabout could not be made known for about four days since. the Camara paned away through a room to show faces of dead sad relatives."bad audio Bennie. what are you holding?""a cell.""did they actually witness a plane crash?""yes, you see. totes had a dream that there would be a crash, but no one believed him, and now it's finally happened only that the plane didn't just crash somewhere invincible like his dream, but was hijacked by terrorists.turn your louder."Adulf ordered "and stay near the tv set."the audio came through, but this time through Adulf phone.there was a safe protest in hashbadana fighting for the right to credit some cases as paranormal and to sort these issues through a new mode of investi
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