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... t indicators. Cold ignored everything In his sight as he moved forwards, his vision swimming with darkness as blood loss rapidly caught up to him. It was by luck he kicked over a mop bucket, spraying dirty water and a small wooden box to the ground, Cole followed quickly after, his breath driven out of his lungs as he tried to reorient himself.
He took a deep breath as his hand invariably touched, the small wooden box. It wasn't that large, being roughly the size of a music box. But in t ...
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