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“No f-fractures, only bruises,” Tweek said, rattling off the inventory of his injuries, his glazed and tired eyes looking into the distance before him. “Several scratches. I have disinfected them…” Of course, he did; he couldn’t have anything malicious getting inside of him—or at least… not anything else.
He raised his coffee cup to his lips with shaky hands, the liquid inside being the only consistent comfort he had in life, despite all of the harm it had done him. He was a little bit rattled, but that didn’t take much to accomplish, and this was far from the worst condition he had ever been in.
“I’m going to stay here for a while.”
Metro 2033, Dmitry Glukhovsky








