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Catacombs: Pantry

Lydia held her breath and closed herself in the pantry. She left the door cracked just enough to see Gretta enter the kitchen.

“There’s no way out of this room, child,” Gretta said.

Lydia pressed herself as far back in the pantry as she could. Something bumped into her back.

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