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... ’t squeak. They were perfectly oiled, which was suspicious given that the rest of the world outside this fence was a glitching, wireframe wasteland.
We walked up the cobblestone path. The cottage was charming in a way that made my skin crawl. There were flower boxes filled with red geraniums that were a little too red—hex code #FF0000 red. There was a rocking chair on the porch that rocked by itself, rhythmic and looping.
"I don’t like this," Tybalt whispered, gripping his staff ...
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