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... its head back, looking forward without glancing at me again.
Its head moved, and I realized it wasn’t moving by itself; something was controlling its neck and the back of its head.
I pried at its back with a dagger, pulling it slightly away from the seat, only to find that its entire spine was connected to the seat.
Or rather, it was the seat that was connected to the mummy, becoming one with it.
I secretly lamented; this person was indeed pitiful. Fatigue driving ...
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