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... he black glowing core that anchored its presence to the physical world.
The ghost shrieked, a sound so warped, so harrowing, that it seemed to claw at the very bones of the psychics standing there.
Its cry was unnatural, neither fully human nor entirely ghostly, but a chaotic blend of both.
A feverish chill ran down the spines of every psychic, goosebumps erupting across their arms and necks as the raw intensity of its suffering reverberated through the room.
One ...
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