“This one is for the unbelievers,” the Wanderer replied as he exhaled a cloud of smoke. To his host’s horror, he then proceeded to stub his last cigarette out in a displayed palm with slow twists of the ember, ashes falling away from the flesh and to the floor.

“Are you mad?” Carter asked as he stared at his guest’s wound.

“No, not mad at all,” Carter’s guest replied, and he raised his palm high to show a horrific wound which was healing before their very eyes.


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