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Naked, or near-naked bodies shiver from the early morning damp and chill and from fear and from whatever must have just happened to set them free from their cells, scurrying in a panic toward the fresh air. Uncertainty, fear still flash in the bulging, blinking eyes of what must be a hundred and a half Chinese women and children. Leather. Stretched human leather. Shrunken leather form-fitted to bones is all I can think. Our eyes gradually begin to adjust to the pallid light. I suddenly gasp and recoil in horror, and smash my empty fist into my mouth, coming as close to dropping my weapon as I ever have, coming as close to screaming out as I have in months, when I see small twisted bodies, over a dozen, lying still and twisted in the nearest cage. The stench, the sucking mud squelching over my ankles, gripping my boots, the looming death and decay, the shell faces with interested eyes – all this grabs me by my throat and crushes my chest. When I choke back my horror and panic and. Kylie laughed and told me not to worry, that he’d come around in the end. We danced until the band packed up for the evening, then I walked Kylie to her room. Accompanied of course by Kylie’s ever-present minder, although he stayed out of sight whilst I kissed Kylie goodnight at her bedroom door. I never did get to know the bugger’s name, but I think he was a good bloke. Before I went back down to my room, without being specific, he reinforced what Jack had said about me watching my back. ‘You’re all right when you are with Kylie. No one will try anything when I’m around. Just be careful when you are on your own lad. That’s all I can say.’ —- —- —- —- The next morning Kylie and I went swimming together again. Spending a lot of the time on our rock out on the headland where we couldn’t be seen. We shared lunch together and I took her to the cinema during the afternoon. Kylie’s minder following in another car. That evening, I ate with his lordship’s party again and I got the feeling.
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