C29 Healing Injury

I left the office without waiting for the end of the shift, suffocated by the enclosed space, the green and red dots on the Taoist's two sheets of paper and the murders they represented stabbing into me like spikes, frightening me but also full of curiosity, a book without an ending, a sex without an orgasm, two human instincts — curiosity and vigilance — popping into my head for a moment, this