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        BythetimethefacelessmanhadstrippedMadelinecompletely,gropingherlikeprey,Lucian''sfingertrembledoverthemouse.

        Heforcedhimselftokeepwatching,inordertoconfirmthemenintherecordingwerethesameonesnowlyingdead.Nauseaandragechurnedinhisgut.

        Thegirl''sscreams,herpleas,themen''svulgartaunts,eachsoundlashedathisnerves.Hisjawclenchedsohardhismolarsthreatenedtocrack.Aveinbeatathistemple,alivelikeawrithingparasite.

        Thetimelinecrawledforward,eachsecondascalpelflayingthetenderestpartsofhishumanity.

        Then—theframefroze.

        Asilver-ringedhandblockedtheclose-upofthegirl''sexposedflesh.

        Luciansnapped.

        Herippedthemouse''scordfromitssocketandhurleditagainstthewallwithacrack.

        Lucianknewheshouldn''tbedoingthis.Theforensicsteamhadn''tevenfinishedprocessingtheroom.Buthecouldn''tstophimself.Heneededtodosomethingtoeasethesuffocatingpressureinhischest,orelsehe''dexplode.He''dfliptables,smashwalls,maybeevenlungeatthetwocorpsesstillwaitingtobetransportedandripthemapartwithhisbarehands.

        Aroundhim,hiscolleaguesstoodinheavysilence.Theairwasthickenoughtochokeon.

        Theboxofdiscsheldatleastforty,maybefiftymore.Ifeachonecontainedfootagelikethis,thatmeantfortyorfiftyvictims.

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