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... e Room, at first in a slow, measured sequence, each drop echoing faintly as it struck the stone floor. Then the rhythm changed. The sound quickened, the drops multiplying, striking faster and harder until it felt as though a storm had suddenly broken loose overhead.
But that was impossible.
Rain inside a sealed structure and this much of it, defied all logic.
Out of curiosity, members of the Cohort began to raise their gazes toward the ceiling, eyes tracking the origin of ...
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