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Heat #49


Archie dropped to his knees.
"Well, let's go soon," he sniffed.
Doug and me watched him as he stared abstractedly into the woods.
Eventually I broke the silence.
"How do we make an altar?"
"Don't need one," Doug said. "Just a stone. Crush the skull."
"What in hell you talking about?" Archie asked.
"Or crucifying?" I suggested.
"Nah. Too hot for crucifixion," Doug replied. "Besides, we haven't got nails."
"Make 'em out of sharpened branches," I was warming to the idea.
"No," Doug spoiled it. His tone was matter of fact. I found I didn't have the strength to argue.

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