Wait till you see what he’s got with him. Trust me—we’re lucky I grabbed this guy before the ambulances got there.”“I don’t care. Look at his nose. He’s still bleeding. He’s connected. They can hear…”“Nope. C’mon. Check out his eyes.”“Oh…Jesus! They’re gonna jelly if he stays hooked in much longer.”“Yeah. I mean, he could be all the way subsumed, but I thought it was worth a shot. Besides, check this out.”“A turtle? You brought his pet turtle. That’s really fucking helpful.”“No, not that case. Give me a sec…Okay, look in this bag.”“Is that for real?”“Does that even matter? If it’s counterfeit we can sell it to…”“Kill it! Let me put some earplugs on this guy.”“Don’t worry. I’m telling you, he’s fried past the point of transmitting. He’s in their realm right now, the poor fuck. Besides, how do you know they couldn’t still hear us through the vibrations on the hairs on the back of his hand, or his skin or something?
