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... body screaming to run, to attack, to do something but she was rooted to the floor by the sight of Evelyn’s locket hanging from the stranger’s hand.
The air in the obsidian chamber was thick with echoes, as though the mirror’s destruction had left behind fractures in time. Shadows quivered along the walls, but the figure remained perfectly still. Not a tremble. Not a breath.
"Who are you?" Cambria asked, her voice hoarse.
The figure tilted its head slightly. "The better q ...
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