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Wasteland Tales #64

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The room is bare, tiny, and familiar, though he’s never seen it before. Glaring, invasive overhead lights, clinically white walls, spotless white floor.

And the girl.

Fine blonde hair pours over small shoulders. Her skin is so pale it looks almost bloodless. In the blinding whiteness of that room, she hardly seems real, a shadow child drawn in three dimensions.

He knew she’d be here. Years before, he’d brought her here.

Lizard reaches out…

The walls become windows. Demons in white coats stare with cold, solemn hatred at their prize.

Screaming, she beats at the glass.

Now a demon herself.

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    D.M. almost 5 years ago

    I'm a little confused about where Lizard is in all of this.

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    Jonathan Mills almost 5 years ago

    Later instalments will probably make things clearer - this instalment is largely symbolism and has its roots in Lizard's introductory stories. I'm leaving it a bit cryptic at the moment.

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    D.M. almost 5 years ago

    Got it!
    :)

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