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Singing Harmony
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There’s a moment of vertigo, staring at the robot as your ghost self while Bruce keeps clobbering it to no effect. You were really about to kill this guy or torture him eternally over a fishing license. There’s something really wrong with you.
It takes a supreme effort to resist the pull of the last goal, Saul’s influence pressing deep furrows into your fragile mind. Does Evelyn even want to be a fisherman still? You’ve been totally ignoring her, maybe she’s changed her mind and you don’t know. Good lord, you were going to turn the governor into a newt!
I hate you and your fake rules. Mary had said the first time you saw her in the flesh, while digging her thumbs into Saul’s eyes. You’d assumed she’d meant the standards for animal society, and now you’re not so sure.
Tims are part of Saul’s rules too, aren’t they? Keeping animals limited to this realm by stopping them from casting advanced space and time spells. It slowly dawns on you that despite all his faffing about and submissive personality, Saul is a massive control freak.
You force the robot to its sturdy nub feet, ears drooping, and make your escape back to your apartment.
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