Horrible. So horrible. Freaks had children; that meant breeding. My dinner threatened to come up. “What the devil,” Stalker said. He’d been learning the bad words, I gathered, from the other guards. “They’re never going to believe us.” Fade rubbed a shaking hand across his eyes. “This is just like Nassau.” I turned, gazing back into the trees, feeling uncertain. “Longshot will. He knows we wouldn’t lie. Though what he can do about it, I have no idea.” It was time to head back and face whatever consequences came from our unauthorized recon mission. I only hoped the warning came in time to do
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