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... pace was small, only able to accommodate a few tattered straw mats and a couple of stiff blankets.
The air was mixed with dampness and decay, like the scent of death lingering.
Darkness enveloped the surroundings.
Repressed sounds constantly echoed in his ears.
Someone coughed, someone groaned, someone cried softly.
Others mumbled gibberish, whispering nonexistent names, or repeating bizarre dreams to themselves.
This was already the late stage of ...
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