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They burst from the shadows like hounds from hell, sent by the devil to tear sinners to pieces and drag their screaming souls back to the underworld. The sheer power of their twisted bodies was betrayed by their lack of skin, their exposed muscles and tendons flexing and glistening in the unforgiving light of Furnace as they came to a halt in the middle of the yard. Worst of all were their eyes—two emotionless silver pennies that shone from their wet faces, scanning the ground and eventually fixing on me.
Unlike when he was standing in front of me, I was able to look into his eyes. But I wished I hadn’t. They were like black pools inside his head, vortices that seemed to suck me in. It was like staring into an abyss. I thought I could see planets in those eyes, galaxies of stars. I saw madness and chaos, I saw eternity. I saw my own death. Then I blinked, and they were just eyes.
The steady percussion of metal and rock began again in earnest. At times the noise sounded exactly like what it was—a load of kids smashing a rock wall. But occasionally a rhythm would start up, some mysterious force of coincidence turning the relentless plinks into a staccato tune. It would only last for a few seconds before once again fading out of sync, but it always brought a smile to my face.
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“He is either the bravest kid or the biggest idiot on the planet,” said Donovan, his tone almost respectful. I’m not sure why but I suddenly felt a surge of jealousy that my cellmate was so impressed with him. “Idiot, I’d say,” I muttered. “He’s going to die down there.”
As soon as Donovan saw me, he dropped his pick and ran over, taking my arm and helping me to the far wall. After checking to see that the blacksuit hadn’t followed me in, he lowered me down onto the rock, using his sleeve to wipe the blood from my face. I just lay there, helpless as a baby, looking at him but not really seeing him.

