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... shold of the abandoned building, her boots sinking into the soft, mold-ridden floor. The stench hit her immediately—thick, putrid air clung to the walls like something alive, breathing from cracks in the rotting stone. Dampness hung heavy. Every breath tasted like mildew, metal, and decay.
The hallway stretched ahead like the throat of a beast. Long. Dark. Wet.
She hesitated.
This place had once been a healer's ward, she guessed—now reduced to rubble and shadow. Iron hook ...
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