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Possession
Paperweight: tPWtRHWi, atCWJLaHO, FiaSoEatHotC
The paperweight was the room he was in, and the core was Julia’s life and his own, fixed in a sort of eternity at the heart of the crystal
Knows: SKWtPHt, wtKH. SKAA
She knows where they’ve put her then, where they’re keeping her. She’s known all along
His: WaNEO, A. I, IaH.
We are not each other’s, anymore. Instead, I am his.
Luggage: AMWaT,P…LtTfAL
around my wrist a tag, purple…like the tags for airport luggage.
Power
Power: WaNIitGoO, WaISiP
We are not interested in the good of others; we are interested solely in power
Priests: PoP
priests of power
Dead: WDNAtDtRUAU
we do not allow the dead to rise up against us.
Obscenities: tISP, itWoO, AtiP
There is something powerful in the whispering of obscenities, about those in power.
Abject: tCDWtLwM. IaA. IF, ftFT, tTP
They can do what they like with me. I am abject. I feel, for the first time, their true power.
Above: IaAH, LD: HiS. tHAbPAt, twbM. SJGW.
I am above him, looking down; he is shrinking. There have already been purges among them, there will be more. Serena Joy goes white.
Life and Death
Dead: ‘WatD’, HS. ‘WatD,’ EJD.
‘YatD,’ SaIVBt
We are the dead,’ he said. ’We are the dead,’ echoed Julia dutifully.
’You are the dead,’ said an iron voice behind them
Hating: tDHt, twF
To die hating them, that was freedom.
Bullet: tL-HFBwEhB
The long hoped-for bullet was entering his brain.
Out: StLWGOot, atWSRtTLaoAwEE, LGF
suddenly the life would go out of them and they would sit round the table looking at one another with extinct eyes, like ghosts fading
Bathrooms: IiBaF, twC, D
incidents in bathrooms at first; there were cuttings, drownings
Dead or Elsewhere: AtPIlaDoE…FTtTIcStF, AtD, FLtIoS, iO,F,C
All the people i love are dead or elsewhere…From time to time I can see their faces, against the dark, flickering like the images of saints, in old foreign cathedrals
Possibility: WiHoHitPoMOD. WiHoHihG. aL.
What I have on him is the possibility of my own death. What I have on him is his guilt. At last
It: WYHtdBYK, IT. YHtCai, WNwB
what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before
Relief: IFaGR. IFTtH. ShDtIML
I feel a great relief. I feel thankful to her. She has died that I may live
Inevitability
Confess: NEED, aNEFtC
Nobody ever escaped detection and nobody ever failed to confess.
Gave: SitDoaG
stepping into the dampness of a grave
Capable: NAWYbCoL…YWbH. WSSYE, atWSFYWO
Never again will you be capable of love, or friendship…You will be hollow. We shall squeeze you empty, and then we shall fill you with ourselves.’
Goodbye: IKiMObO. G, IT, EatT, G
I knew it might only be once. Goodbye, I thought, even at the time, goodbye.
Consumption
Toast: ILoMSB, F, LaPoT
I lie on my single bed, flat, like a piece of toast
Old People
Surrender: FWShLAbTiCIS
few who survived had long ago been terrified into complete intellectual surrender
Hysteria
Rage: UEoR
uncontrollable exclamations of rage
Hideous: HEoFaV…DtK, tT
hideous ecstasy of fear and vindictiveness…desire to kill, to torture
Bloodlust: tiaB: IWtT, G, R
There is a bloodlust: I want to tear, gouge, rend
Jumpiest: YOaOtMD, tMF, tJWtG
young ones are often the most dangerous, the most fanatical, the jumpiest with their guns.
Desire: FDtTD, D
furious desire to track down, denounce
Rape, Murder: IHtSoY, HS. IWtRYatMYA
‘I hated the sight of you,’ he said. ‘I wanted to rape you and then murder you afterwards’
iWCS
N. yaUtItHiMEtL
It would commit suicide.’
’Nonsense. You are under the impression that hatred is more exhausting than love.
Cry: ITIWC. HMHNt, BHLaM, P
I think I will cry. He must have noticed this, because he looks at me, puzzled
Proud: INPoMft…bt, ttP
I'm not proud of myself for this…But then, that's the point.
Rolling: HWRDaMC, aKW, FoG,GL, RWLaSOC
He was rolling down a mighty corridor, a kilometre wide, full of glorious, golden light, roaring with laughter and shouting out confessions
Broken: IB, ShC, tMbi. NiCU, CO, otBP, iMF
I’ve broken, something has cracked, that must be it. Noise is coming up, coming out, of the broken place, in my face.
Laughter: FAU, I, tiL.
From among us, incredibly, there is laughter.
Feel Again: NIBtFA: S, O, N. B.
Now I'm beginning to feel again: shock, outrage, nausea. Barbarism.