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The sickly looking charm burned into her skin, she looked up at him, "you tricked me," her voice was pitifully weak, but he had stepped back into the shadows, taking with him the only light source. She groped around in the dark, still holding the charm, reaching out for walls of stone, rough edges, anything. Something snapped, her name was called. he felt a cold hand grasp her arm