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here]The confusion had fizzled out his anger momentarily. But that didn't make him any less determined to press forward. If anything, Snow was treating it like a random lapse of concentration and was plenty ready to forget about it. Which was pretty damn easy once he got himself focused on a particular subject
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Hijikata stepped into the stairwell and stood for a moment, the glow of his cigarette the only thing illuminating the space. He didn't hear anyone else, save the faint echos of the memory that had been plaguing him all day. It was softer now, and it had been awhile since he'd actually seen anything, which seemed to indicate whatever was causing it was beginning to fade.
Good. He was going to need a clear head for this.
Finally switching on the lantern, he swept the light around the stairwell, then headed up the stairs. Not far now, if the directions he'd been given were correct.
[To here.]
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