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... th the others through a wide, cracked street bordered by buildings that leaned at odd angles, as if the weight of something unseen had bent them over the years.
The ground was pale grey, making it seem like it was lifeless, and patches of black moss moved subtly at times due to the bone-chilling wind or due to the steps of the group.
Everything around them seemed wrong, and this wrongness was not obvious or due to seeing something grotesque.
No.
It was when they s ...
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