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Catacombs: In Slow Pursuit

The jar clattered out of reach and she could only hear pounding in her ears. She curled up, leaned into the wall, and hid her head.

The blind, feathered creature was not far behind. A glowing jar raced towards it, only stopping when it found the creature’s claws. It sniffed and nudged the jar in the direction from which it came. It followed. The creature stopped when the jar met its owner and was greeted with a hiss. The creature nodded and retreated to the shadows.

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