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... y... supernatural nature, the only light at all came from occasional lightning flashes through small, grimy windows. And the cracks around the now busted door.
Rusty garden tools hung from pegs on the walls and more stacks of similar crates to the one she is gesturing that I should sit on occupied one corner. The next thunderclap that shook the small structure made me vocalize something too close to a whimper.
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