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           Kuangokay?’

           `Bangon.Killervirus.’

           `Okay.Gotsomesnags,butwe’reworkingonit.’

           `Youwannatellme,maybe?’

           `Don’thavetime.’

           `Well,boy,nevermindme,I’mjustdeadanyway.’

           `Fuckoff,’Casesaid,andflipped,cuttingoffthetornfingernailedgeoftheFlatline’slaughter.

           `Shedreamedofastateinvolvingverylittleinthewayofindividualconsciousness,’3Janewassaying.Shecuppedalargecameoinherhand,extendingittowardMolly.Thecarvedprofilewasverymuchlikeherown.`Animalbliss.Ithinksheviewedtheevolutionoftheforebrainasasortofsidestep.’Shewithdrewthebroochandstudiedit,tiltingittocatchthelightatdifferentangles.`Onlyincertainheightenedmodeswouldanindividual-aclanmember-sufferthemorepainfulaspectsofself-awareness...’

           Mollynodded.Caserememberedtheinjection.Whathadtheygivenher?Thepainwasstillthere,butitcamethroughasatightfocusofscrambledimpressions.Neonwormswrithinginherthigh,thetouchofburlap,smelloffryingkrill-hismindrecoiledfromit.Ifheavoidedfocusingonit,theimpressionsoverlapped,becameasensoryequivalentofwhitenoise.Ifitcoulddothattohernervoussystem,whatwouldherframeofmindbe?

           Hervisionwasabnormallyclearandbright,evensharperthanusual.