[She doesn't startle when the light vanishes, though her heart leaps. There's something terribly unnerving about hearing his voice creeping out of the darkness, but she still has a sense of where he is.]
. . . a bit. Though the air is often thicker. And I feel as if I can't escape.
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. . . a bit. Though the air is often thicker. And I feel as if I can't escape.