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THE CHORUS OF THE DAMNED

META'S POV:

The ghost's burnt, hateful face hovered a foot from mine, a smoking husk of a woman with fire in her eyes. I tried to scream, to run, but my body was locked in a block of ice. I could only stare into the fiery pits of her eyes as she raised her scarred, clawed hand to my throat.

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