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then accelerated. White smoke poured off it as it bore down on an innocent cluster of red balls.
Silverfish shook his head.
'Unstable,' he said. 'Everybody down!'
Everyone in the bout of coughing. Silverfish appeared through the oily smoke and, with a shaking hand, moved the score point one notch with the burning end of his cue.
'One,' he said. 'Oh well. Back to the crucible. Someone order another billiard table—'
' 'Scuse me,' said Cuddy, prodding him in the knee.
'Who's there?'
'Down here!'
Silverfish looked down.
'Oh. Are you a dwarf?'room ducked, except for the two Watchmen, one of whom was in a sense pre-ducked and the other of whom was several minutes behind events.The black ball took off on a column of flame, whiffled past Detritus' face trailing black smoke and then shattered a window. The green ball was staying in one spot but spinning furiously. The other balls cannoned back and forth, occasionally bursting into flame or caroming off the walls.A red one hit Detritus between the eyes, curved back on to the table, holed itself in the middle pocket and then blew up.There was silence, except for the occasional