I must break open the door. What is it you’re after? Money, I suppose. “But Sebastian! I need them!” He smiled, not a smile of comfort, but a smile of terrible menace. The red glare fell upon the slimy brick-work, and tinged the inky waters below. She felt this was the sensible way out of this oddly sinister situation.
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