What I tell you is all true.
The last time Mu saw Creteasa was in an old city called the Red Sea, more than a hundred miles away from Knossos. If he could still see at that time, he would have seen this man standing at his feet, holding half a rolled Camel cigarette in his mouth. The cigarette was not lit. The rainwater dripped down the man's tilted black military cap, extinguishing the blue flame on the windproof lighter with a "chi" sound.
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