SC Book One: Life's Bazaar, Chapter Seven: Starbrow, Part Two
“Ew,” Shiore commented, looking around. “I think we found their garbage disposal.”
Bits of rubble and debris covered the floor of the cold room. Patches of green mold grew on the damp walls and clung to the ceiling. Lying in a heap in the one corner, opposite their entrance hole, was the gutted, putrefied remains of an eight ( Read more... )
Bits of rubble and debris covered the floor of the cold room. Patches of green mold grew on the damp walls and clung to the ceiling. Lying in a heap in the one corner, opposite their entrance hole, was the gutted, putrefied remains of an eight ( Read more... )
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