[They must be riding the same thought train because Freddy's feeling Larry's chest for any blossom of hot blood that isn't already coming from his forehead. So far so good. Deja vu can go screw itself. The kid rushes along under the old man's wing. Into the car.]
Shit let's go.
[He utters. Adrenaline's kept the sharpest pain at bay, Freddy knows it'll come back like a lightning strike soon. Once inside he can finally ask.] Are you okay?
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Shit let's go.
[He utters. Adrenaline's kept the sharpest pain at bay, Freddy knows it'll come back like a lightning strike soon. Once inside he can finally ask.] Are you okay?