Claude sounded about as uneasy as Anise felt. It was a little comforting to have someone who understood what she was going through... even if she would have preferred for none of her friends to be sick like that.

The blood around the door brought a frown to Anise’s face. Whatever clue was being kept back there, it wasn’t going to be easy to reach. When she looked up from the gruesome mess, however, she met Guy’s look with a nervous smile. “Yeah... I’m ready. We don’t have much choice but to go forward, right?” Both her and Claude’s lives depended on this. There was no turning back.

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