n out of the closet, boys. "
"We dont believe you. "
"I know, but that doesnt mean dingos balls. Youre hollow. Puppets. I dont even think youre really alive. "
"You are mad? I think so. "
"Dont pay attention to the man behind the curtain, thats the best you can come up with? It didnt work on the girl in the ruby slippers and it doesnt mean shit here. "
"Enough," said the Clerk with the ledger. He opened the book and withdrew something that looked like a thick, ragged tree limb. Dropping the ledger, he twisted the limb until a dozen ragged blades sprang from the shaft, killing thorns. The Clerk lunged, but Spyder side-stepped the blow, slipping behind his attacker. Slamming his arm around the Clerks throat, Spyder held him so that the others could watch, as he whispered a single word into the Clerks ear. When Spyder released him, the Clerk remained frozen in place, his deformed weapon still in the air.
"A trick? Yes," said the head Clerk.
The frozen Clerk began to shake. His mouth came open and he made a sound that was part wonder and part howl of pain. He shook until he was a blur, and the stitches holding his pale body together began to split. The wan internal light the Clerks always gave off, burst through his seams as he flew to pieces. As each broken part of him hit the floor, it vanished.
The two remaining Clerks looked at Spyder.
"I said the true name of time and decay," he told them. "Do you even know what you are? Youre the boy toys of the Old Gods, the Dominions. You need used up organs because youre trash on two legs. Golems. Animated table scraps. A word made you walk and a word can make you stop. I saw into the book. I learned the
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