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... they were going became murky.
Unlike the times before, Lucian wasn’t able to just use his nose to move forward down the fork in the road that they had encountered. Not only was it a fork, but there were three options and according to Lucian, two of the three had fresh or flowing air. It was also getting late, but as they had gone through these passages, fighting undead over and over, they hadn’t found a nice place to stop that was tucked away.
There were no alcoves, there were no ...
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