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... y stepped in, the light dimming just a touch more than before. This one was quieter. No ghostly guests. No illusionary music. Just a long corridor, lined with faded crimson carpet, antique lamps lining the walls, and a single brass nameplate etched onto a polished door:
"Clara Wensley – Bride"
Aiden exchanged a glance with Luna, who grinned. "Guess we’re going to meet the star of the show."
"I swear," Lysandra muttered, "if she pops out from under the bed in lingerie, I’m ...
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