Blue Moon
The missile bunker was black inside. It smelled like the high school athletic cage where the assistant coach who didn't molest kids, and thus hated his job, handed out jock straps. Kent following him down on the steel ladder made sounds like a xylophone that pinged around the walls. The graffiti said Fuck Cunt Pussy. Kent had…
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