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... ad stretched across the silence, echoing strangely in the vast dead air. The cat’s cry did not belong here—soft, domestic, ordinary—yet it cut through the oppressive weight of Hell like a crack in stone. It sat on its haunches, tail swaying lazily, licking its paw as though nothing about this place mattered. Its fur shimmered faintly in the dying light, every stroke of its tongue catching the dim glow, as if the creature were its own lantern.
Lara’s voice broke next. It was brittle, tigh ...
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