They burned, and if they didn't get out of the light, they melted, even bone. Close enough. I started to say they weren't new friends, but he'd already hung up. What I didn't say out loud was that I'd forgotten and worn overalls that had blood on them to a zombie raising.
Even last night, at the club, I hadn't really let myself look at him, not really. He handed me the phone not long after, and I got to say, Hi, ich kann Deutsch sprechen. Lost control. Or they knew something we didn't.
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