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It had been retreating since the main corridor. Just far enough ahead to keep us walking. Through turns, through passages, deeper in. Now it stopped in the chamber and simply existed there.
There was flesh. A lot of it. Arranged in ways I didn’t have a reference point for, which is saying something after running an inn long enough. And eyes. Many eyes. They were looking in different directions. None of them were aimed at each other.
I once had a guest arrive through a ...
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