Page 370(Where Yorel stood, there is now a large, masked man with a horn on his head. He kneels at Spondule’s side) You can’t, kid. Get up, now. SPONDULE: (turning towards the apparition, upset) He’s right-- he’s right there-- (The apparition stares at him, impassive) Sorry, kid. You gotta hold your breath. |
  
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