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B asil navigated the highway and Rhett followed. They kept to the
shoulder, following the road back toward the city. For a while
they were entangled with the p eople who had abandoned their cars
to check out the scene of the wreck, and Basil had an irritatingly
graceful way of maneuvering around them. Nobody spoke to either
of them, nobody saw them. Rhett knew that if he were to bump into
someone, he might feel it—but would they? Basil swept through the
clutter of bodies and cars like an ice-skater, hands b ehind his back,
leaning forward with a determined hunch. Meanwhile, Rhett was
having a hard enough time just keeping his feet under him.
“It takes a while to get used to, mate!” Basil called over his
shoulder.
“What does?”
“Walking. Running. Eating. Anything, really. Y
ou’re essentially
an apparition now. It’s all sensation and no feeling. Anything you
think you feel is just made up in your head.” Basil said all this over
his shoulder while dodging the confusion that had overtaken the
highway.
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