House 52
You open your eyes, wondering how you still can.
The water is gone.
You're back in the hall. Dry. Alive.
Your throat burns, and there are burns where the tentacles touched.
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You open your eyes, wondering how you still can.
The water is gone.
You're back in the hall. Dry. Alive.
Your throat burns, and there are burns where the tentacles touched.
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