murder
Clanks at Midnight
By Jim on August 23, 2010
The place smelled like shit and piss. “I thought these things didn’t have bodily excretions,” I called out to my partner. “They’re not supposed to,” she replied. “For some reason this one does. Someone’s been hard at work making a clank that can process food the way humans do.” The clank was a junker, alright, [...]
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