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  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
  4. Epigraph
  5. Contents
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  77. Glossary
  78. Dramatis Personae
  79. Keep Reading …
  80. The Skulduggery Pleasant series
  81. About the Publisher

“Work,” Destrier said. “Going to continue my work. I’m not sure … I don’t know where, though.”

“Back through there is where Lethe is,” Skulduggery said, pointing. “That’s where we’re going to resurrect Abyssinia. Is that where you want to go? I thought you’d finished working on that contraption.”

“Finished, yes,” Destrier said. “Other work to do. My work. Important work. Must be the other way.” He turned again, hurried on.

Skulduggery watched him go. “What an odd, odd man.” He took down a pair of shackles that had been hanging from the bars of the next cell over, and tossed them through. “Put those on,” he said. “Your right wrist, then back up to the bars.”

Moving slowly, painfully, she eased her legs off the bunk, scooped up the shackles and stood. “We can get out of here now,” she said.

He took out his gun, aimed at her leg. “I’ll shoot you again.”

She clicked the cold metal over her right wrist.

“Come back to me,” she said, walking up to the door. “Skulduggery, for God’s sake, it’s time to snap out of it. Please. For me.”

He looked at her for a moment. “Valkyrie …?” he said, his voice soft.

“Yes! Skulduggery, yes!”

He laughed. “No, only joking, I wasn’t snapping out of it, I was just being hilarious. You might not be in a laughing mood, though, which is understandable. You’re probably going to die in a few minutes. Turn around.”

She turned and he reached through the bars, clicked the shackles over her other wrist. When they were secure, he opened the cell door and motioned with the gun. She stepped out.

“How will you feel afterwards?” she asked, leading the way to her own execution. “When I’m dead and you’re not under Smoke’s influence any more? How are you going to feel when you’re back to normal if you kill me today?”

“Pretty bad, I would imagine.”

She looked back at him. “So don’t kill me. Don’t kill anyone.”

“No … I see your point, but I’m still going to do it. I want to, you know? I want to kill you.”

Right before they reached the door, she turned. “Skulduggery … please don’t do this. Work with me. You’ve seen the vision. Some of it, at least. You’ve seen what happens if Abyssinia comes back. We can avoid all of that – all of it – if you come back to me. You just have to fight it. Fight them. I’m begging you.”

“I thought you didn’t beg.”

“You’re my exception,” she said. “You always were.”

Skulduggery reached for her slowly, brushing a strand of hair off her face with a gloved finger. Then he reached further, opening the door behind her.

“It’ll be over soon,” he said.

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