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"
They
want
all
of
us
dead
,
"
said
Nancy
.
"
So
what
I
don
’
t
get
is
,
why
do
we
think
they
’
ll
play
fair
this
time
,
when
they
didn
’
t
for
Wednesday
?
"
"
That
,
"
said
Czernobog
,
overenunciating
each
word
,
as
he
would
for
a
deaf
foreign
idiot
child
,
"
is
why
we
are
meeting
at
the
center
.
Is
…
"
He
frowned
.
"
What
is
the
word
for
it
?
The
opposite
of
sacred
?
"
"
Profane
,
"
said
Shadow
,
without
thinking
.
"
No
,
"
said
Czernobog
.
"
I
mean
,
when
a
place
is
less
sacred
than
any
other
place
.
Of
negative
sacredness
.
Places
where
they
can
build
no
temples
.
Places
where
people
will
not
come
,
and
will
leave
as
soon
as
they
can
.
Places
where
gods
only
walk
if
they
are
forced
to
.
"
"
I
don
’
t
know
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
I
don
’
t
think
there
is
a
word
for
it
.
"
"
All
of
America
has
it
,
a
little
,
"
said
Czernobog
.
"
That
is
why
we
are
not
welcome
here
.
But
the
center
,
"
said
Czernobog
.
"
The
center
is
worst
.
Is
like
a
minefield
.
We
all
tread
too
carefully
there
to
dare
break
the
truce
.
"
"
I
told
you
all
this
already
,
"
said
Mr
.
Nancy
.
"
Whatever
,
"
said
Shadow
.
They
had
reached
the
bus
.
Czernobog
patted
Shadow
’
s
upper
arm
.
"
You
don
’
t
worry
,
"
he
said
,
with
gloomy
reassurance
.
"
Nobody
else
is
going
to
kill
you
.
Nobody
but
me
.
"
