Holy sh*t. What the hell? I look around and close my eyes, searching within everything for an excessively dark spot or a bright spot. Finding one, I open my eyes and disintegrate.
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I keep Jackie's hand in mine and look around, chills shivering up and down my spine.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
For according to the trollish philosopher Plateau, "if you wants to understan' an enemy, you gotta walk a mile in his shoes. Den, if he's still your enemy, at least you're a mile away and he's got no shoes." — A Blink of the Screen by Terry Pratchett