Dean sped down the corridor to the centre of the school. It wasn’t as if he had to search for Sam. The storm that was beginning was a big indicator. It was gently sucking the air in the direction Dean was heading and was making it more and more difficult every second. Funnily enough, he knew about this; he had spent half a year reading about it
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