' When the flashlights disintegrated, they left patches of the fungus or ergot or whatever the hell it was behind. Duddits thought about it, then held up two fingers. 'But the animals don't like it. His voice was just a trifle shrill.
” “I don't know where they came from, another world I guess, but that doesn't matter. ' Jonesy nodded. A pause, then a third one. Eyes closed.
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