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[Oct. 8th, 2005|10:48 pm] |
Raven takes one step forward, and finds himself in what appears to be an engine room.
Well, it has a lot of machinery, anyway, thought it is less than sparkling clean.
Demolished is a good word.
But it seems to be the right place.
He can feel it, somewhere, like an itch at the back of his head. |
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