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The Vault, Somewhere, Sunday Morning
The vault door stood large and broad in the hallway - so large and broad that it was as if the corridor itself had had to grow several sizes to accommodate it. It was a dark red, and its surface was almost completely smooth but for the slots where three keys would fit.
It exuded quiet menace.
[hold on for the ocd up! ]
It exuded quiet menace.
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When in doubt and unable to think much, rely on instinct.
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"Schutta," Atton hissed, doubling over.
Cutting GOB's head off with that knife was going to take some effort, but he was going to damn well try.
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He tried to jump on Atton and plunge his teeth into his neck. For victory! For breakfast!
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Okay, it still kind of sucked, but it was easier. Atton had applied himself to the task now, though, so he was going to have to see it through.
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He would have said so, too, except for the speech center thing. And now his throat being opened slowly but surely.
But he would have his revenge! As he exploded into dust, he had the smug satisfaction that Atton would have him in his sinuses FOR DAYS. Just try and sneeze him out!
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He sneezed a third time.
"I'm really angry now."