[He snorts. Can’t help it. He hates small towns so fucking much. ]

Fucking Christ. [He’s up again, sits at the edge and glances, briefly, at Eddie’s leg. He will need more blood for it. Maybe more than Jason has. That’s fine. There’s a whole fucking basketball team. ]

Evil wizard - Munson. [It’s a soft tut.] I don’t what it is. I don’t even know what the fuck I am anymore. But you weren’t a killer.

[All bark no bite. He thinks.] This place gets inside you, though, man. Real fucking deep.