Last Laugh

A cheap room, latest in a series of cheap rooms.  She paced its length, as she had been doing for the last twenty minutes, ever since he had finally fallen asleep.  Fourteen steps and then the window, the snow.  It had never ceased to fascinate her, and for awhile she was content to watch it fall, thick and wet and …

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The Edge of the Blade

The Voight-Kampff machine lay on the table between them like a spider, like a scorpion, like a multi-limbed, breathing, dangerous being. Of course, the Vee-Kay device wasn’t alive. It was just an illusion caused by the inhalation of the breather attachment. Rick Deckard knew that. He also knew that the slender, neatly dressed young man who sat on the other …