A fruit.

Heineman did not need to read the letter to know it contained the same old inviting promise: a job awaits you in Idosolaris. That offer was both temptation and a threat. As if he had already accepted that offer, he confronted the possibility of a future which would find him alone in the huge hollow night of a strange city. He imagined himself confronted, on some vital social occasion, by the bone biscuits of Idosolaris, or by a meal of bloodfruit and vomit-basted bats. His refusal to eat would be taken as - what? [EoH Ch15]

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