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It’s… no, nothing.” She grunted, turning from the screen with her vodka. “I’m starting to think Morris is right. We’re just f—ed. Us, Colby, the whole human race.””Maybe,” Teagan said noncommittally. “Some days I believe that. I look at this f—ed up bloody world and see we don’t be needing the likes of monster-gods with unpronounceable names to come and do the job for us. We do just fine screwing ourselves, don’t we?
