The Blood in the Glass
The rain had been falling on Los Angeles for three days when Victor Krell first saw Adam-1 standing in his kitchen, drinking water from the faucet like a man who had forgotten how to use a glass. Victor stopped in the doorway, his hand on the back of the refrigerator, and stared. The thing in his kitchen was standing exactly like him. The same slight stoop in the shoulders, the same way of...
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