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           Playgroundshunginspace,castleshermeticallysealed,therarestrotsofoldEuropa,deadmensealedinlittleboxes,magicoutofChina...’Ratzlaughed,trudgingalongbesidehim,hispinkmanipulatorswingingjauntilyathisside.Inspiteofthedark,Casecouldseethebaroquesteelthatlacedthebartender’sblackenedteeth.`ButIsupposethatisthewayofanartiste,no?Youneededthisworldbuiltforyou,thisbeach,thisplace.Todie.’

           Casehalted,swayed,turnedtowardthesoundofsurfandthestingofblownsand.`Yeah,’hesaid.`Shit.Iguess...’Hewalkedtowardthesound.

           `Artiste,’heheardRatzcall.`Thelight.Yousawalight.Here.Thisway...’

           Hestoppedagain,staggered,felltohiskneesinafewmillimetersoficyseawater.`Ratz?Light?Ratz...’

           Butthedarkwastotal,now,andtherewasonlythesoundofthesurf.Hestruggledtohisfeetandtriedtoretracehissteps.

           Timepassed.Hewalkedon.

           Andthenitwasthere,aglow,definingitselfwithhiseverystep.Arectangle.Adoor.

           `Fireinthere,’hesaid,hiswordstornawaybythewind.

           Itwasabunker,stoneorconcrete,buriedindriftsofthedarksand.Thedoorwaywaslow,narrow,doorless,anddeep,setintoawallatleastameterthick.`Hey,’Casesaid,softly,`hey...’Hisfingersbrushedthecoldwall.Therewasafire,inthere,shiftingshadowsonthesidesoftheentrance.