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I got up in time to see the Grey Ghost rising as well, and those burning green-white eyes met mine. In the air behind the ghost floated…a skull. A skull with cold blue flames flickering in its empty eye sockets. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” I whispered. “Bob?” “You!” the ghost hissed.
Ghost Story (The Dresden Files, #13)
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