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SemanticsMr Vandemar leaned against the wall picking his nails with a large knife as the erudite Mr Croup enlightened a terrified man about their intentions. Duplicity wasn't their strong suit, nor were threats.

People often mistook their somewhat blunt statements about the future location and condition of bodily organs as intimidation. These little misunderstandings were soon rectified with the judicial application of one or more sharp implements.

"Is it time to be killing things yet, Mr Croup?"

"Why, yes, I do believe it is, Mr Vandemar."

In a short period of time, a very large quantity of blood was spilled.

Tags: fan fiction, fiction, horror, mr croup, mr vandemar, neverwhere

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