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here] Her neck still hurt and the cold had yet to ease, but Rhode had to force herself not to care. No matter what her mind told her, it wasn't important and, as she now repeated over and over to herself, it wasn't real. She was convinced of that. These emotions that kept plaguing her were merely those of the ghost woman, nothing more.
That's all she could believe to keep the emotions from overwhelming her.
One hand running along the wall and the other at her neck, she again left her room, following the path she remembered and now had memorized courtesy of Larxene's map. There were two places that Allen Walker had been that she had always managed to find him at or around: the doors outside the Sun Room, and the area just a floor above that place. She hoped the latter would not need venturing into and that Allen would be on the bottom floor. Seeing the ghost woman again would not be a welcome sight.
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