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Victimo.3:Quasimodo-6 (8 / 8)

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        Linisanfinallylookedather,fase,fiwitgonthecup.Afteramoment,sheexhaledshakily.

        "Youalreadyfoundtheroom...youmustknow...youmust''''veseen...HowcouldIsayanything?Somethinglikethat...it''''stooembarrassing."

        Theofficedatherbelly,suppressingasigh.Yhtmonthspregnant,notsometimidlittlegirl.Whatcouldbetooembarrassingtotalkabout?

        "Whatexactlydidyousee?"

        "Isaw..."Linisanshiftedinherseat,shouldershunched."Isaw..."

        Theofficerleanedin,loweredhervoice."It''''sjustushere.Youtellme."

        Linisanlookedaroundtheroomasifsomeonemightleapfromtheshadows.Thenshewhispered,inavoiceedgedwithunhingeddreadaainty:

        "Isawher...drainhimdry."

        Hereyeswidenedasshespoke,thehorrorioneunmistakable—asthoughwhatshe''''dseenhadseareditselfintoherbrainandwouldneverfade.

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