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cathper: Your eyes sweep the room as you walk in, placing your torch on the desk. You thought you had lost him, rummaging through old drawers. Each puff of breath echoing out in whispers. Then you feel it, the sharp way the air turns into coldness. The
cathper: Your eyes sweep the room as you walk in, placing your torch on the desk. You thought you had lost him, rummaging through old drawers. Each puff of breath echoing out in whispers. Then you feel it, the sharp way the air turns into coldness. The

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