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1: Amzin stands, holding up his hands in a hushed panic.
Az: P-please, I… don’t, you can’t tell anyone, I just…
I can’t help myself, it’s… so…

2: Anthony puts his hand on the sheep’s shoulder, comforting him.
Anthony (off-screen): It’s okay, Az.
I feel it too.

3: Amzin blushes and squirms under the bat’s hand.
Anthony (off-screen): I’ve seen the way you watch it. The way it moves, squirms, slithers.
I bet you even dream about it, don’t you?
Az: Uh… well…
Anthony (off-screen): And I bet you know what those old cults used to call it… the ones who found their black god under the earth…
Az: The One Who Crawls…

4: Anthony has an arm around Amzin’s shoulders, leaning close and amiably talking conspiratorially as they walk away.
Anthony: With your help, I can get us close to it. We can see it. We can touch it – The One Who Crawls, The God of Flesh.
You want that, don’t you?
Az: Y-yeah…