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... scream that had echoed through centuries.
He expected to feel the cold stone of the cellar floor against his back, but instead, the rough, damp bark of an ancient oak pressed against his spine.
He was leaning on a tree in a clearing, this was the very place where the foundation of the old cabin had been built on. Where the east wing is located.The memory had gone deeper.
The air here was dense, smelling of damp earth and the metallic tang of a life cut short. A heavy soun ...
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