I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream

He withdrew, murmuring to hell with you.

And added, brightly, but then you're there, aren't you.

He withdrew, murmuring to hell with you. And added, brightly, but then you're there, aren't you.

He made certain I would suffer eternally and could not do myself in.

And we passed through the slough of despond.

His monkey-like face was crumbled up in an expression of beatific delight and sadness, all at the same time. The radiation scars AM had given him during the "festival" were drawn down into a mass of pink-white puckerings, and his features seemed to work independently of one another. Perhaps Benny was the luckiest of the five of us: he had gone stark, staring mad many years before.

Why doesn't it just do us in and get it over with?

precise incision made from ear to ear under the lantern jaw.