Behind him was the pocket armageddon he had unleashed; ahead of him he could see nothing but darkness. He had lived in Los Angeles for eleven years, since he and Victor and Sally had fled New York,and he still couldn’t get used to the golden patina that layover the days here. well, I'm eligible for full retirement, and I'm going to give them their choice: pay me or kill me. He glimpses something more, as well: some huge pattern, something like a dreamcatcher that binds all the years since they first met Duddits Cavell in 1978, something that binds the future as well.
He knelt by Bill, took his byrus-speckled hand, and spoke down into the tangled jungle of his bad dreams. Some new thing had been hovering just below the threshold of his consciousness, held down by the vivid memory of meeting Duddits. His little spate of energy and interest seemed to have passed. They were headed north now.
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