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... or had also told everyone about how he planned on dividing the Specters.

Nearly every floor would be dedicated to a different kind of Specter.

The second floor was dedicated to Possession Specters, and it had the Screaming Coffin and the Dung Heap.

The Dung Heap wasn't really a Possession Specter, but it essentially acted like one.

The Dung Heap was a Physical Specter with an actual body, but it couldn't move very fast, which was why it essentially acted like a Po ...

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