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... oom, highlighting the smooth white walls and low ceilings. The room was circular and descended in steps, filled with people kneeling and muttering low prayers.
Kevin could only see the ceiling, however, and no matter how he tried to move his head to follow the muttering, it wouldn’t budge. His neck felt like a stone swivel, his hands like metal bars and yet his body was weaker than putty.
A low cry escaped his mouth, and the sound shocked him. Was that his voice? He sounded like ...
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