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... ip to the Abyss. Two weeks since the conversation with Angel, and since everything had started moving faster than Thomas had expected.
Now his life had a different rhythm. Thomas slowly opened his eyes and straightened up.
He was sitting on his bed, shirtless, his white hair slightly messy. He stretched his arms and let out a long yawn.
The apartment was quiet. Morning light barely filtered through the window. Thomas grabbed his phone from the nightstand.
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