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... they hadn’t accidentally looped through another estate.
He was on his third wing, fourth security-locked hallway, and what felt like the seventeenth sitting room—each one more lavish, disturbingly symmetrical, and obsessively labeled than the last. The walls gleamed. The doors whispered open like well-trained spies. The carpets were silent, the temperature perfectly regulated, and the lighting could only be described as intentional.
It was inhuman. Immaculate. Terrifying.
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