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“Mr. Jenkins screamed, in a way that she had never known a man could scream, a high, piercing screech. Then he rose up into the night like a great flapping bird, flew, screaming across the sky, became a rent, an emptiness, a slash of nothingness--” — Madeline L'Engle
Mr. Jenkins screamed, in a way that she had never known a man could scream, a high, piercing screech.
Then he rose up into the night like a great flapping bird, flew, screaming across the sky, became a rent, an emptiness, a slash of nothingness--