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Chapter 2
AndRatzwasthere,andLindaLee,WageandLonnyZone,ahundredfacesfromtheneonforest,sailorsandhustlersandwhores,wheretheskyispoisonedsilver,beyondchainlinkandtheprisonoftheskull.
Goddamndon’tyoumove.
Wheretheskyfadedfromhissingstatictothenoncolorofthematrix,andheglimpsedtheshuriken,hisstars.
`Stopit,Case,Igottafindyourvein!’
Shewasstraddlinghischest,ablueplasticsyretteinonehand.`Youdon’tliestill,I’llslityourfuckingthroat.You’restillfullofendorphininhibitors.’
Hewokeandfoundherstretchedbesidehiminthedark.
Hisneckwasbrittle,madeoftwigs.Therewasasteadypulseofpainmidwaydownhisspine.Imagesformedandreformed:aflickeringmontageoftheSprawl’stowersandraggedFullerdomes,dimfiguresmovingtowardhimintheshadebeneathabridgeoroverpass...
`Case?It’sWednesday,Case.’Shemoved,rollingover,reachingacrosshim.Abreastbrushedhisupperarm.Heheardhertearthefoilsealfromabottleofwateranddrink.`Here.’Sheputthebottleinhishand.`Icanseeinthedark,Case.Microchannelimage-ampsinmyglasses.’
`Mybackhurts.’
`That’swheretheyreplacedyourfluid.Changedyourblood,too.Blood’causeyougotanewpancreasthrownintothedeal.Andsomenewtissuepatchedintoyourliver.Thenervestuff,Idunno.Lotofinjections.Theydidn’thavetoopenanythingupforthemainshow.’Shesettledbackbesidehim.`It’s2:43:12AM,Case.Gotareadoutchippedintomyopticnerve.
