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Chapter 92 - Golden syrup
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... his body screaming for caution.
His bare feet hit the floor with a sickening squelch—it was coated in a thick layer of slime, slick and viscous, clinging to his skin like rot.
"Fuck.." His breath caught as he nearly slipped, steadying himself on the wall with a muffled gasp.
He didn't know where he was going. Only that he had to move.
Fast.
The walls pulsed faintly, alive somehow, and the faint echo of clicking could be heard in the distance—alien voices, ...
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