Jan20
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Chapter:

>> Admit to yourself that this is going to be a really bad time and pull out that key.

C: “Great. Maybe I’ll find a find a skull with some hand sanitizer in it next.”

You cover your mouth with your free hand, and reach out, desperately wishing that you had a pair of gloves.

You dig your fingers into the slick, pulpy mass of flesh around the bullet hold, feeling around until your fingers find the keep. You pull it out as quickly as possible.

Yep…. that’s a key. It drips a mixture of blood and that black ooze as you hold it up.