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The rain has been falling for three days. It soaks the wool of your tunic. It seeps into the soles of your boots. You walk the long lane. The mud is deep. It pulls at your heels. You do not stop. You cannot stop. The house is ahead. It stands grey against the sky. The windows are dark. You know they are not empty. You have checked the perimeter. The fence is broken. The gate is ajar. You enter...
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