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... arrow enough that their shoulders brushed both sides. The walls were not smooth—each surface jutted with broken fragments of bone, some sharp enough to slice through fabric.
Mira pressed her palm to one jagged point. It was warm.
Not from heat—from blood.
The corridor throbbed faintly, not in a steady heartbeat, but in uneven, twitching spasms, as if the thing they were inside was agitated. Somewhere behind them, the muffled clicks of the rib-blade creature echoed, now jo ...
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