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... hallway. It was eerily silent except for the distant hum of flickering lights. He nodded. "Looks clear. Let’s move."
The three of them filed out in a clumsy, uncoordinated mess, bumping shoulders and nearly toppling over each other.
"Can you walk properly?" Muchen hissed.
Hana, gripping her bedpan like her life depended on it, scurried behind them. "Blame the walking mattresses," she muttered.
Thanks to Shao’s insistence, they were decked out head to toe in makesh ...
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