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The door slammed shut. Elias jumped. Thud. Thud. Thud. Footsteps hammered against the stone floor outside. The golden light flickered and died. Shadows stabbed at the walls. He scrambled backward, his heart drumming a frantic rhythm against his ribs. The air turned acrid, stinging his eyes. Run. The thought was a jagged edge in his mind. mood casting
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