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Omniscient Necromancer POV - Chapter 11: Police
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... uilding, made of red bricks darkened and weathered by time, with narrow windows and makeshift clotheslines. It was a poor place, but it was my home.
I climbed the stairs, avoiding the old elevator that always emitted suspicious creaks. My apartment was on the third floor, so the climb wasn't too bad.
As soon as I reached the door, I let out a sigh and turned the doorknob. I barely had time to open the door completely before I heard an angry voice demanding:
"Brandon Oneal ...
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