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“What the fuck?” Calax stuttered, and I glanced at him in surprise. He wasn’t looking at me, however, but at my vomit. Fucking gross.

On closer inspection, I saw something mixed in with the tawny color. Something black and flaccid.

The worm.

The dead worm.

“Thatwas fucker inside me?” I hissed, barely resisting the urge to pick it up and crush it between my fingers. That might’ve been a little overkill.

Get it? Overkill? Because it was already dead? Sometimes I crack myself up without even realizing it.

“I think we know what happens to the Arctics who enter your bloodstream,” Calax mused, voice tight with disgust.

Before I could reply, the lights flickered once before we were plunged into complete and absolute darkness.

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