raged.
"Out of my kingdom, crawling filth!" he screamed.
The head Clerk stepped forward. He cocked his head to one side. Then he raised a finger. Lucifer was thrown, loose-limbed and helpless, across the room. He landed hard on the stairs above Shrike, stone splintering as he crashed on the marble.
The Clerks turned to Spyder. "Come to us?" the head Clerk told him.
"Fuck you," Spyder said.
The Clerk flicked a finger. The scar Spyder had received earlier from the Clerks began to burn. His vision clouded. He saw things. He saw himself through their eyes. He saw himself looking at himself looking back at himself in infinite regression.
"Not dead yet?" the Clerk said.
"Shit," said Spyder, sorting through the pictures in his head. Dizzy, he grabbed Lulu. "It wasnt you they were looking through," he said. "In the desert. It was me. I helped them follow us the whole way. "
"Strong," said one of the other Clerks.
"What do you want with the book?" asked Spyder.
"Its ours," said the head Clerk.
"I dont believe you. " Spyder leaned on the book for support.
"No matter," said the head Clerk, and in a fraction of a second, hed pulled the little knife from his belt and flung it into Spyders chest.
"Spyder!" screamed Shrike.
He fell back against the cage. The Clerks walked silently toward him. Trying to stand, Spyder grabbed the book with his bloody hands.
"Thats not permitted," said the Clerk.
An icy white shock ripped through Spyders body and he fell to the floor.
Fifty Three
Threnody 23
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