71. Prediction

Sitting in front of my cellmate, Henry had again ignored me and sat beside me. Whatever.

Nice to know that one thing hadn't changed from before my imprisonment, which was GETTING STALKED BY THIS MOTHERFUCKER.

That reminded me. I touched his shoulder unabashedly and flipped the coin. Gold, palm, eyes, and ears uncovered, incorrect past of Henry Devin.

A monstrous deer stands in a clearing amidst the deep black forest. It drinks out of a stream of murky water, before abruptly stopping. Another deer approaches, and both stare at each other before attacking. With their protruding skulls, they confront each other like bulls, the sharp edges cutting through the thin flesh on their heads. The long snout of the first deer attacks the eye in the hole of the other, sucking and eating it out. A grotesque sound is heard, and the other deer falls, its body starting to wither.