So, they return with ten cryotanks, which the brainslug explains is all she could fit in the car. So, can they fit multiple brainslugs into a single tanks? Because otherwise this sounds like it’s pretty space intensive.
Elizabeth?” I asked. “Anne? Karen? What’s your name? C’mon. I know you know it.”
The Healer’s body was still limp on the cot. It had been a long time–how long, I wasn’t sure. Hours and hours.
A couple times, they’ve referenced being uncertain if people could come back from being brainslugged for no clear reason, and I guess it’s because the author had this in mind the whole time.
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Ian, tired of waiting, grabbed my arm and hauled me up from the floor. When Sunny seemed like she was coming along, too, still joined to my side, Ian shook me until she fell off.
And that’s why Ian wins. Sure, Jared beat her bloody a few times but only Ian views her as a doll he can do whatever he feels like to.
Last time, a hand dropped on her shoulder!!!!!!!!
Let’s finish up.
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The Host is a terrible movie. I went into it thinking that it wouldn’t be worse than the book, especially since it won’t have room for the constant filler and beatings. But it managed to find a way.
