With a hustle, she dashed down the deserted corridors escaping the wrath of the eldritch scream that still echoed through the frail walls, and though the barrier appeared fragile it showed a defiant grit braving the test of times. The clamor now morphed into a deep bellow with a farrago of about an uncalled eerie. She knew the time had come.
But was she ready for it?
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