When I crawled out of that hell machine, Jey was waiting for me. They looked dynamite. That didn't mean anything, though. Jey always looked dynamite. That was one of the reasons I didn't trust them. You can't trust anyone who never shows you their true face. You've never seen them at their worst. I had a feeling if I ever saw Jey's worst, it would be the last thing I ever saw. The little Hlurcht reminded me not to smoke one last time as he flew off. I laid stoically on the ground and didn't smoke. I only had one cigarette left anyway.
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