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Bad Bad Bad
She could still taste it, smell it.
Putrid iron, coppery and sickly sweet, in its viscous red ichor. Black walls around her in an unlit hall, stone beneath her feet, and the disgusting filth dripping down as the only source of light. Screams that came from every direction, silenced...