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As the fog grew thicker, the hooded stranger looked at the mayor. For the first time that day, the look of glee and dramatics was drained from him, and now the hooded stranger saw… fear?
“What the hell…?”
A choir behind them began to sing...
As the fog grew thicker, the hooded stranger looked at the mayor. For the first time that day, the look of glee and dramatics was drained from him, and now the hooded stranger saw… fear?
“What the hell…?”
A choir behind them began to sing...
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