I wonder if some of them did—and it didn’t get reported. But it was of no avail. An audible crack sounded in the kitchen and Mark slumped backwards, unconscious. For hours he seemed to have pleasant dreams of open skies and airplanes, but then the dreams would disintegrate into fleshy charnel house nightmares where he could hear her calling to him through a fog. "No, no, let him alone," interposed Wood.
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