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... old beneath his boots.
Another scream tore through the air. It was ragged and high-pitched.
It sounded like an animal dying in a trap.
His hand gripped the rusty iron railing. His knuckles turned white.
"Just keep moving," Marcus whispered to himself.
His voice trembled in the damp air.
He stared at the darkness above. The stairs spiraled up into the gloom.
’This is not my business,’ he thought. ’I am not a hero. I am a life coach. I am jus ...
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