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[ event] [Seth's video feed switches on to show him from his feet first. There are expensive shoes, shined brilliantly. The camera moves up his body and follows the lines of an expensive black Italian suit, beautifully tailored to fit him, with a tie of deepest red.
In his left hand there is a cigarette burning absently, and with his right he is tidying the mess of his hair. His eyes are narrowed and confident, his grin wide and far less childlike than usual.
Behind him, coming from his back and neck, several arms and hands of bloodshot red are writhing gently like hypnotised snakes.
[The boy winks toward the camera, not so much a boy any more.]
Hey, cowboys.
In his left hand there is a cigarette burning absently, and with his right he is tidying the mess of his hair. His eyes are narrowed and confident, his grin wide and far less childlike than usual.
Behind him, coming from his back and neck, several arms and hands of bloodshot red are writhing gently like hypnotised snakes.
[The boy winks toward the camera, not so much a boy any more.]
Hey, cowboys.