A figure looms ahead, through a shambles of bloodied sound cut with stabs of ancient language. It’s a kind of hooded death, with a voice of charred black glowing red, and a yellow light glowing in its eyes, demon-fashion. A music of Satan arises in a black burst of hissing fire and flames of blood. The figure reaches out at him, grabs his hand, and gives him an ear. It’s a human ear, pressed into his palm, so his fingers close tight on it, his fingernails scraping in the curves of the ear-coils—
A dog barks, far across the canyon from this window. The emergent code and its Scorpionic bestiary are rising up with force behind the plastic surface of Jaymi’s screen, as if they are pressing against the glass of an aquarium.
And on down the tunnel slithers Scorpio’s code, from the prison to the Hollywood Hills, ever nearer: a piece of luscious darkness, on its way to being flesh!
Jaymi leans closer in towards his screen, and closer … then recoils, smiling wide, as his Beast’s code springs into view at last. It presses at the silvered underside of the glass—a proto-form of his own fierce beauty, like a darkness of tentacles surging up a well-shaft, straight at his face.
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