His eyelids peeled open, but only one held the eyeball—the other was ringed in hooked teeth, a tiny mouth. Both his regular mouth and the second one in his eye socket smiled sickeningly together. “Look-it you, you’re just a little girl. I could take you home in my pocket.” He fell out of the crater and coughed out a molar. His neck was two vertebrae too long. “You’re the reason they did this to me. You’re the reason I haven’t got half my working parts, you’re the reason for the pain, for the fact I got Cody’s brain stitched into mine and can’t stop hearin’ him scream about his missing face. I
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