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The Devil takes Peter out into space. He shows him the endless night.

“I wanna see scissors,” says Peter.

“Scissors?” asks the Devil, lightly.

“I wanna smash ’em,” Peter says.

The Devil can’t tell if that’s a sin or not. He can’t tell if it’s corruption or not. On the one hand, it’s brutal and violent. On the other hand, it’s scissors. So he takes Peter out and they stare at the scissors-swarm — the surviving third of it, the third that went past the world and is curving back.

The space princess assassin Maria flashes by.

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