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Chapter 62: Dungeon Crawlers (3)
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... thick with the smell of death and something else, something I couldn’t quite place, like wet rot and old grief.
My boots scraped on the ground as both Sylvia and I moved further into the VR rift.
"If I hadn’t gone into the pod, I’d have sworn this was a real rift."
Sylvia was right.
The cold, chilling breeze coming from the deepest parts of the cave brushed past my skin, making it tingle.
Plus the corrosive smell intensified as we moved deeper.
"Wa ...
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