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... on the floor watching the feet of the hobgoblin enter the room, I followed its movements as it turned and walked to the stack of small crates in the corner, and just as I heard it remove the lid of a crate that I could not see, I saw the feet of the hobgoblin go still, and there was silence.

A couple of seconds after going still, I heard the hobgoblin taking short sniffs, followed by a long sniff as I watched its feet turn… in the direction of the weapons room I was previously in.

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