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... the eerie atmosphere. The sound of footsteps echoed ahead of him, yet there was a faint ringing. An unnatural hum that usually echoed whenever sound was absent.

By his perception alone, he should have been walking for nearly ten minutes now.

——Room 201. Room 202. Room 203....

And yet, after all that time, they had only passed three doors. He was certain they had walked past far more than that.

The farther they walked, the more the corridors seemed to stretch witho ...

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