She passed him silently as she dropped Michelle’s dried corpse into the open clay pit awkwardly, like a discarded doll. It might be dangerous to thwart him. She met his eyes for a moment, and could not interpret their expression. Then she shrugged. Then, when the tension was getting unendurable, and she was on the verge of speaking to some casual passer-by and demanding help, her follower vanished. Don’t ask me how.
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