also because Jonesy's arms were aching with the unaccustomed strain of controlling the oversized vehicle. Pete shrugs. 'Twinge in the hip,' he said. Just what had they found here?3'Oww, fuck me sideways, shit-a-goddam, don't that fuckin HURT!' 'Are you all right?' Henry asked, and that started him laughing again.
Kurtz thought he smelled panic. He lit one and stood silently, waiting. Gray fades to black; hello darkness, my old friend. 'How can you be in there? Come out!' Jonesy didn't reply, only stood among the tumbled boxes, listening.
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