The room was dark, the air musty and stale. In this underground space, もっと見る of a complex, really, it was impossible to tell the outside time. The boy tiptoed into the large main room, hugging the ウォール as he surveyed the dark interior. He adjusted his glasses slightly, shook a few strands of blonde hair out of his face, as he squinted in the gloom.
A scrawny, ratty-looking man was hunched in the corner, absorbed in something. He was crouched on the bare floor, and an upturned box served as a table. A small, flickering orb of light was floating above the table, bathing it in a yellow glow, and...
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