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Make The Devil Cry (Fine Day In Hell 13)

Benny stood and chuckled, “I don’t know if I should admire your courage or think you’re a fool!”
“It takes being a fool to fully understand courage, Benny-boy. The sooner you embrace that, the better things will be for you here!” I said, slapping the accountant on the shoulder. I shook my head, and bit my upper lip. my mouth formed a painful grimace, “Don’t admire me. I know what lies ahead of you. By this time tomorrow, you will hate me!”
“What makes you think I don’t hate you already!”
For the first time, I saw a glint of fire in Benny’s eyes. I nodded and smiled, “That’s better!”
I showed him my right palm. There, burned into my flesh, was the mark of The Hunted: Crosshairs. “You will be branded. You may want to prepare for the pain,”
The door to the anti-chamber openned. A hisskan stood in the door way. It hissed at me,
“He will see you. Is this your gift to Him,”
“It is!”
A second lizardman entered and took Benny away.
“wait?. where?”
“Are you ready?” the hisskan asked me.
“I was born ready,”

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