You could get the hell out of here if you
really wanted to, couldn’t you?” he said, peevishly.
She nodded. “I suppose I
could. But where?”
The question made no sense to him.
There was an entire world outside the fences, and she surely didn’t lack
the finances to explore it, not Joseph Whitehead’s daughter. Did she really find the prospect so
stale? They made such a strange
pair. He with his experience so
unnaturally abbreviated – years of his life wasted – and now anxious to make up
for lost time. She, so apathetic,
fatigued by the very thought of escape from her self-defined prison.
“You could go anywhere,” he
said.
“That’s as good as nowhere, she replied flatly.
(from The Damnation
Game by Clive Barker)
8½*/10. The full review is here.
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