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... sive crowd gathered before us.
"All this is necessary?" I muttered under my breath.
They were robed in long garments of gold, pointy hoods drawn low over their faces. At the peak of each hood was an upside-down cross, and encircling the cross were numbers like those etched on a clock. The crowd had divided itself into two great walls of cloth and silence, leaving between them a single tiled path.
My eyes followed that path. It stretched straight ahead until it landed on a ...
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