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... long for my taste, with doors spaced in an uncomfortably symmetrical way—like the architecture itself was watching us.
The echo of our footsteps—or rather, my footsteps, since Thalia could barely carry her own weight—reverberated against the walls paneled with wood darkened by time. At every fork, I did my best not to pick the wrong path, but the truth was that most of it was instinct mixed with a generous dose of suicidal luck.
There were no alarms. No shouts behind us. But I kn ...
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