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"For God's sake,Ztlch, shut your damn howler, do you wanfla wake up the whole street?!"
"I will if you don't open this door, I'll scream to high heaven about a{ ;hat 'sensidve
merchandise'you've got sitting in the back room - and then snortftffi or..trYou really
, just shut up in the name of all that's good and holy!" The door flew open, and
Zilch found himself dragged bodily inside by the fiont of his pajama shirt. "Now. What in
gave a dismissive jetk of his head and took a deep breath, or rather went through the
motions of breathing. No lungs inflated inside his ribcage, but still, the ritual helped calm
him down. He smoothed his rumpled clothes and mussed black hair, and reverted to a cool
norm. "Now. I couldn't sleep tonight. I went downstairs for some pineapple and horse
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smile, and picked absently at a piece of duct tape sttetched across his forehead. "Anyway.
Since I was up, I checked to make sure everything was... present and accounted for. My
heart was missing. Gone. Everything else is intact liver, lungs, spleen, both intestines, I
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made sure - just the heart was missing. I certainly did not move it from its secure place. I
would never allow anyone access to that room, much less that.. . container. Nobody has
been in or out - except that, cleady, they have. Someone has stolen my heart, Melvin, and I
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"So why the hell come here and bother me in the middle of the night?" The greasy, balding
man grumped, tying the belt of his bathrobe a litde tighter. "I dunno where your stupid heart
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have had a direct hand in my missing organ - tn fact,I'm sure you did. You lied before,
you'te tryi"g to be too careful - everyone knows I have aheatt, they just don't know where I
keep it. So why don't you make it much, much easier on both of us, and just tell me where it
is. so I can go home, eat my pineapple and hg:seyanqtt'iliz.ercgnd go to bgdf / , /
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a young man with rather badly-dyed orange hnd a penchant for splashing
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ugh puddles and piaying hopscotch on grids that only existed in the sidewalk in his
saw the tall, sharp - and frankly scary - figure inside. "Oh, you're not Mel. Is he around herc
somewhere?"
appeafal)ce.
"He's * indisposed at the moment!" Zilch growled through cienched teeth, and made an odd
squifming movement. He hadn't tumed all the way around, and seemed to be fighting to
keep his back to the boy, and to keep somethrng still thlt was hidden behind the shop's sale
damper on his spirits fot long. '{Well, if you see him, tell him that I had a real problem
getting dris thingy to work." He waved the small package right gg$er Zrlc$s nose. TlTe faint
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"My flame's 'get the fuck out of here'l" Zilch snaded, and smacked at whatever it was behind
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But if you scream, you'Il find yourself in the same place Bloody Mary here just came out of."
He slowly let go of Finn's face (who, to his credit, did not screech {**himself), and
"7;):filt;Trr7:h held his skin back together, pulled up on a small metal tabv666s>
@*ff t"r"Y"d zipped himseif un like a trlood-drenched r^7ncoat. "Now then." He said
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with a forced, tight smile/ .t"ndt g!ryl andXhooting a shaqp\@-nce back at the coweling
Melvin. "Now that we're all propetly hotrified, about me getting my... desired item
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"Hey! Wait a second!" Fi*y ieaped up and bounced on the spot. "I've got something for
Melvin too, gotta fetum it or maybe he can fix it, it's not working and I dunno what's wrong
with -"
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tumed his back to Finn. "I've got business with him, so you iust scamper right along there.'
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"Come on, if you let me go frst, I'll shut up and leave you alone, I promise!"
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'qVell, I could just kill yJu right now and be done with it."
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"You should go get him, you know his house better thafl me."
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mean, he's right. .." Ztfch fumed around and frowned.
block wasn't just sleepy, it was dead. Melvin was gone, and so was his heart.
His hands balled into fistsradhe was looking for a suitable target for his cold rage and
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remembered the explosive effect an attack could have on the young man, and buried his
anger and feat in a dark cornet of his brain. Hurting him wasn't something he wanted to do
anyw^y.
"Aww! Now I'li have to wait until tomoffow to give this back to |rm!'i He pulledlthe paper
wrappedpackageoutofhispocketagilnatd'h^pp.n{M;th,#'|:k.phying
with it anyway."
Zilch grunted miserably, and wondered what felony andf or sex act was being performed on
'Teah, it's gotta be broken or something." Finny was holding the obiect up to his eye and
tunring it atound. "It's supposed to grant wishes, Melvin said! And I wished for everything I
could think of - a sandwich, to be king of the world, to not make things explode whenever I
"That in your hand. That's - my heatt!" Zilch was almost smiling now, a real smile, one that
came ftorq nearly meltipgiqto a puddle of telief. But the smile immediately fuoze and turned
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to accusing stEel. "It was you."
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"No, I ptomiselfpome on, you think I could sneak in any'vrhere? It must've been somebody
else, I dunno who! Stealing's bad, I di.dn't know it was stolen! I was just supposed to deliver
it to the buyer. But... I got curious, Mel said it granted wishes and - I wanted to see if it
wotked! And then I couldn't take a broken heart to the buyer guy! It wouldn't be right."
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As they walked, Finn nudgedZtlch in the ribs. "Wanna know something funny? One of my
Zilch shook his head. "How someone like you has managed to stay alive in this place rs a