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... who lit the match."
I knew something was wrong the second the fog thickened.
It tasted metallic. Like blood and ash.
I reached for the wall, but my hand slipped through air. There was nothing to hold onto.
Then the whispers began.
"Killer."
I spun around. The maze was breathing.
A light flickered.
And there they were.
Karen. Flynn. The two I’d once called teammates.
I froze.
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