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DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 05:27:33 | PORUKA # 1 |
POSTOVA: 961
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LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island |
She stumbled onto a path the hermit must have used. With relief she worked her way down toward the homestead, feeling a spring in her step from the hope that her ordeal might be over soon.Old Blue crashed again against the metal framework, bending the heavy paristeel. Two of his long, spindly arms lashed forward like striking snakes, trying to reach her. Hot spittle and slime splattered against the framework, where it began to sizzle, releasing corrosive foam.
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and, going into the corridor, opened the door. Stroeve stood
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“That, darlin, is the sixty-four thousand dollar question.”
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was arranging to go away. Mrs. Strickland was taking her
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“Stop it!” Ardo screamed. “What are you doing to me?”Breanne’s voice was cold and level. “Hold your fire, damn it!”
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last gasp beating frantically against the bars of a cage, Margaret made a
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