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... . It resembled a macabre feast where all the attendees wore masks to conceal their faces.
The same mask adorned each person: that of a goat. Except for one, who sat at the head of the table, in the most important chair.
It was Miller. His mask resembled a demon, possibly his true form.
"You've arrived," Miller said, rising from his seat. "Please, have a seat."
Fear tried to engulf Damian, but he remained composed. Those masked individuals didn't appear formidable. ...
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