Dodi stood at the window. The moon was full and useless—too bright. He could see them stumbling through the tall grass, mouths open, hands reaching for nothing.
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He just waited.
Dodi sat on a rocking chair with a bottle of bourbon and a revolver with two bullets. The bite had turned purple. His skin felt like hot tar. He’d tied a belt above his elbow, but the infection was already in his shoulder, his neck, his thoughts. Dodi stood at the window