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turned into something part flesh, part ghost story
caught the candlelight and shook it like nerves. The w
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listen. She wa
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r stepped away.
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shifted her weight and tried to walk more quietly. She
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like warmth from a fire she hadn't noticed until she was too close. He kept
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moment short before it turned into
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heads lowered, the kind of hush
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nothing anyone e
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ed her head, like she'd
turned
d steps toward the doors. Every sense stretched t
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