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... lap and clung to the ceiling like a spider, disappearing into the darkness that the fireplace couldn't illuminate.
Her limbs bent unnaturally, making a hissing sound as she scuttled away, vanishing into the shadows.
Bruce stood up, alert, and grabbed the fireplace poker as a weapon, searching the room. He was indeed old, but still capable of fighting.
"Come out! Barbatos! Face me!"
The fireplace suddenly went out, and that cold voice echoed again.
"After ...
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