"Dorian, we can't let this stuff take root in Darrow. We've gotta find something - a box, I don't know - that's gonna keep it contained, that it can never graft onto and grow out of."
This was beyond Bull's expertise but he knew the sentiment was true. His stomach churned at the mere sight of the stuff, and he kept wondering if its proximity had been the reason his dreams had been so bad, or if this was just an indication of some other corruption happening.
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Date: 2017-09-24 05:16 am (UTC)This was beyond Bull's expertise but he knew the sentiment was true. His stomach churned at the mere sight of the stuff, and he kept wondering if its proximity had been the reason his dreams had been so bad, or if this was just an indication of some other corruption happening.
"What has it been touching in here?"