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... on the floor of the darkroom. His muscles ached, his skin burned as if it had been roasted alive, and his entire body begged for rest. But the roar that shook the church structure above him and Klee’s desperate voice echoing shortly after left no room for doubt.
"...But of course. It’s never simple. It’s never just a vengeful spirit..." he muttered, pushing himself up with his still-shaking hands. "Bring reinforcements, I said. Did anyone listen to me? Of course not..."
Staggerin ...
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