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The creature—the copy —stared at the ceiling. Sometimes it blinked. Sometimes it made that soft "Ah" sound.

She was naked, curled into a fetal position. Her hair was the right color—chestnut brown with that one streak of gray above the left temple. Her hands were her hands, with the same knobby knuckles. Her face, when she slowly lifted it, was her face. detrix plus 1000

He picked up a hammer.

Clara Marchetti had been gone for seven years. A sudden aneurysm. No goodbyes. Her body was cremated, her ashes scattered in the garden she loved. Leon had kept a single strand of her hair, sealed in a glass vial. It was his most precious possession. The creature—the copy —stared at the ceiling

Tonight, he would use it.