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Bare Space
Drip.
Drip.
Drip Drip.
Drip
…
Drip Drip Drip
…
Drip
Aside from the strangely muffled sound of their footfalls and that of their breathing, the sound of falling water was the only noise in this vast, completely empty place.
And empty it was. Within a hundred paces, the walls on either side had retracted so far that they were lost to Julian's sight. Not long after that, they began to fade from view behind the walking men. Though there did not appear to be any when looking around up close, there must have been a thin mist in the air, to obscure the walls so quickly.
And all the while, the uncomfortably warm dampness, with its accompanying odor of decay, drenched their clothing and made breathing difficult, the air seemed so thick. Julian almost stopped to take hi
