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... ng forest, its windows hollow and dark.
The surrounding ground was littered with corpses, but they didn’t move like the other undead—they were torn apart, as if something had feasted on them.
Draven stepped forward, shotgun ready.
“This place reeks of death.”
Mira shivered.
“More than usual.”
Elias, gripping his revolver, eyed the open doorway, where the wind howled like a voice trapped in agony.
“This is a bad idea.”
Draven ignored ...
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