“Who the fuck would volunteer to have that thing put in their face?” Caleb asked in disgust as he recoiled from the table. “I volunteer myself!” Geraldine cried, pulling her grandma’s eye scoop from her pocket, and tipping her head back to the roof as she prepared to pluck her own eye from her face to make room for the shadow thing. “What the fuck are you doing?!” Max roared as he lunged for her, and I jumped to my feet as I fought to get the eye scoop away from her too. “No Geraldine!” I cried. “No fucking way!” She fought against us as we tried to take the scoop, calling out about willingly
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