Sunday, July 08, 2007

18039 words

first paragraph of the day:

Phil looked like he just woke up and I’m sure I looked worse. He didn’t recognize me at first but I got him to let me in anyway despite my death mask or maybe because of it. He was a druggist after all or he was something. In any case, I grunted something incoherent and pushed my way in. He stared at me blinking for a few seconds as I looked at the organized wreckage of his lab.

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