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... of mold, broken pipes, and dead ends.
Alex dropped his backpack by the door — no point unpacking, given that he owned roughly three things — and collapsed onto the mattress he’d hauled up from the street. Not a bed. A stained mattress on cracked concrete, which was a different thing entirely.
Grim entered behind him with his characteristic clicks, dragging the toy scythe. The skeleton made a circuit of the twenty-square-meter space — took about ten seconds — then settled into a ...
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