I quietly followed her upstairs and paused just outside the room. I can hear the conversation inside of both.
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14. He has no heart
His Dark Claim
I was searching for something, my hands gently brushing over surfaces, lost in thought. The room was dim, silent-except for the faint creaks of old wood. Then suddenly... I felt it. That unsettling tingle crawling up my spine. The unmistakable presence-someone was behind me. I turned quickly, heart pounding, and collided into something firm... unyielding... like a stone wall. "Ouch..." I gasped, the pain sharp, and the shock even sharper. Before I could gather my breath, a voice pierced the silence. Deep. Heavy. Cold. So chilling that it felt like it echoed through my very soul. "Looking for something...?"
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