Hellboy Graphic の小説・ストーリー

I renegotiate our deal. The room is brightly lit, but shadows linger in each corner. In my mind they reach out for me like long distorted hands of an unknown beast. The action figures lined up in neat rows on the walls stare at us, their blank eyes tracking each movement. Well... for what it's worth I'm pretty sure Hellboy is supposed to look demonic.

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"It got broken." "Got broken." I repeated the words. He hadn't intentionally taken it off. It got broken and he didn't put on another one. "Y…y..ye…yes. I got into a fight w….with some friends and it got broken. I didn't wear another one since then." A fight with some friends? It couldn't be. "You do not call people who do not have your best interest at heart your friends, Tiger. Those pricks were bullies." They had been the ones who helped me find Tyler.