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... eon signs flickering weakly against the darkness. Kant moved through the shadows like a phantom, the world around him distant, like it had no bearing on him at all.
He hadn’t been able to shake the feeling that something was wrong, something about tonight. It wasn’t the weather, or the emptiness of the city. No, it was something else. The kind of eerie feeling you get when you know you’re about to do something that doesn’t belong in the world.
A flicker of movement ahead. His tar ...
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