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By David Wong

NOW an incredible movement PICTURE

STOP.

You would not have touched this publication together with your naked hands.

NO, do not positioned it down. it really is too overdue.

They're looking at you.

My identify is David Wong. My ally is John. these names are faux. you want to swap yours.

You won't need to know concerning the issues you will learn on those pages, approximately the sauce, approximately Korrok, concerning the invasion, and the longer term. yet it is too overdue. You touched the booklet. you are within the online game. you are below the eye.

The in basic terms protection is wisdom. you want to learn John Dies on the End, to the top. Even the half with the bratwurst. Why? you simply need to belief me.

The very important factor is this:

The drug is termed Soy Sauce and it supplies clients a window into one other size.

John and that i by no means had the opportunity to decline.

You nonetheless do.

Unfortunately for us, in the event you make the appropriate selection, we are going to have a miles tougher time explaining the best way to fight off the otherworldly invasion at the moment threatening to enslave humanity.

i am sorry to have concerned you during this, i actually am. yet as you examine those bad occasions and the very dark epoch the area is ready to go into consequently, it can be crucial you retain something in brain:

None of this is often was once my fault.

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Krissy dug into her handbag and pulled out a bit black plastic factor that i presumed was once a flashlight but if she pressed the button a blue spark jumped around the finish. “It’s a Taser. A, uh, stun gun. I don’t imagine I’ve obtained anything in the following. ” She sifted round within the handbag. “Nail dossier . . . ” “No, let’s cross. ” Our hearts hammering, the 3 folks approached the sprawling development, none folks creating a sound except the crunching of gravel less than our footwear. I made my option to Wexler’s vehicle, edged towards the window with the gun. no one within. forward was once the tall, rusted steel framework that I intended used to be going to be a posh awning for the most front. underneath it was once a row of massive home windows and a financial institution of doorways, all boarded over with plywood. one of the graffiti, anything were painted in daring letters toes excessive. On nearer inspection we observed the letters have been twitching, relocating ever so a bit. Slugs. a pair hundred of them had slimed their means up the forums to spell out a word that i used to be sure was once correct from “Korrok,” whoever he used to be: YOUR DOOMED His spelling, now not mine. One panel of plywood have been pulled partly off its body, possibly via Mr. Wexler. John stated, “Dave, you were given the gun. you have to move in first. ” “You acquired the stereo! along with, if i'm going in and get killed correct off the bat, you’re all fucked. but when you get attacked i will rescue you with the gun. ” “Maybe Krissy may still move, like as a decoy. ” She moved towards the hole yet I shouldered her apart. The stink hit me one foot contained in the position. Rot and mould and useless rodents. The empty storefronts have been boarded up, giving us a unmarried, impossibly lengthy hall. the ground was once suffering from paper cups and sweet wrappers and cigarette butts and different teen droppings. I observed a used condom lower than my shoe. Our in basic terms mild was once from an enormous skylight working down the size of the construction. components of it were boarded over, different sections have been spiderwebbed with breaks and clouded with mounds of accrued lifeless leaves. once we walked below the boarded-over sections of the glass we came upon ourselves in swimming pools of absolute blackness. John lit the flashlight. He fired up the stereo. “Home candy domestic” by means of Mötley Crüe. We plunged forward, a creeping pool of sunshine and song within the lifeless area. a legitimate. footwear scraping on ground tile. I raised the gun. “Wexler?! ” No resolution. We reached a bend within the mall, the corridor taking a ninety-degree flip to the ideal. Blood was once pumping in my ears. Palm sweat greased the deal with of the gun. sooner than us, sneakers scraping tile. A shadowy form. now not sneakers. Hooves. relocating quickly. It was once as tall as a guy. It handed right into a shaft of moonlight. John screamed a profanity. I squeezed the set off. Gunshots hammered the air. Krissy shrieked. Yellow flashes from the gun barrel. Glimpses of brown fur and antlers within the darkness. A deer? perhaps it were one, as soon as. This creature had grown a number of new units of eyes. every one of its antlers led to a snapping set of lobsterish claws. It gave the look of it had a novelty chandelier from a seafood eating place on its head.

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