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Chapter 58: How to NOT get in home after a long night in a manhole (2)
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... nd it wasn’t just my imagination. Each breath seemed to consume the last traces of oxygen, and the remaining air came in dense, contaminated, saturated with the vapors of decades of rot compacted into stone.
The walls were sweating moisture, but there was something more — as if the old concrete was slowly giving back every secret it had absorbed over the years. The space between me and the rat was short, but the time between my heartbeats stretched out with cruelty.
Blood ran fro ...
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