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CHAPTER 4

What’s going on at Stull? I saw lights there at midnight. I’ve heard rumors that it was a Hellmouth but thought they were just stories. But those lights were weird.

Flagman

They were headlights dickhead.

Southern Son

LABYRINTH 32

Stull cemetery has been chosen for the first rising. Read the headstones—they will tell you when. I have been locked out of the labyrinth for now—but I will find my way back. There will be a book. It will be published by an ordinary publisher, with an ordinary jacket as if it were an ordinary story… but this story, my friends, will be what we have been waiting for. A flag, a guide, a manifesto of those who will not be sacrificed. I will tell you more when I can but take heart that our proclamation is being drafted. And when it is the greatest bestseller this country has ever seen, they will know that we are not to be taken lightly. Be strong, lay down provisions and always watch over the children. More later.

WKWWK

Primus

Yes! We know what we know!

Southern Son

I have read the headstones. They are clear: 15 December.

Patriot Warrior

Gus dropped the pizza boxes on the kitchen table and headed for the shower. In an attempt to balance pain and compensation, he’d devised a jogging route that took him past Papa Keno’s.

“Shall I put these in the oven to keep warm?” Theo called after him as she heard the water come on.

“Nah…I can shower in five.”

Theo took plates and cutlery from the cupboard and set two places. Gus emerged with a towel around his waist, shaking the water from his dark hair like a wet dog.

“Gus!”

“What’s with the plates and silverware?” he asked, taking a slice from each box and sandwiching them, cheese sides together.

“Call it a nervous tic.” Theo put a slice on her plate and stared at it.

“What’s wrong?” Gus began on his third slice. “It’s not that I expect you to keep up, but this is embarrassing.”

Theo shrugged. “I’m not really hungry.”

He studied her thoughtfully. “Is there some bloke I should be punching out?”

“No!” Theo pulled the crust off her slice of pizza. “Why would you punch anyone out?”

“For breaking my little sister’s heart.”

“Don’t be an idiot,” she said quickly. “No one’s broken my heart.”

Gus dropped a second slice onto her plate. “Is it that bloke you meet at Benders?”

Theo picked at a circle of pepperoni. “In a way, I guess…”

“I’d better get dressed and go have a word with the bastard—” He scowled. “Do you want me to make him marry you?”

Theo laughed now. “You really are an idiot.”

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