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Catacombs: Kitchen

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Gretta gasped for breath. She fluctuated between laughing and coughing violently.

Lydia took the opportunity to creep into the kitchen. There were no windows or doors that she could see, so she searched the cabinets. She found a mess of spices and pots. There were some seasonings she had never heard of before, but nothing seemed too strange.

Gretta went quiet in the next room and began sniffing loudly, “Child?”

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