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... of flesh pulsed like a giant, beating heart. The air was thick and humid and smelled like something had died a hundred times over.
And in that pulsing nightmare, a scream echoed—Luther’s—as he fell straight through a slick tunnel of muscle and into the stomach.
He landed face-first in something that squished. It was warm. It was slimy. And it made a sound that no living person should ever hear. Luther blinked, pushing himself up with a grimace. "Fantastic," he muttered, voice dri ...
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