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- As Seth passed the second set of doors, he began to hear faint, spidery whispering. He glanced back at Coulter. "Do you hear that?"
- "The silence can play tricks on your ears," Coulter replied.
- "No. Don't you hear voices whispering gibberish?"
- Coulter paused. "All I hear is the torch crackling. It's quiet as a tomb. Are you squirreling around with me? We're falling behind. "
- They picked up their pace, catching up to Kendra. Seth concentrated on the babbling whispers. As he focused, he began to catch words.
- "Alone. . . thirsty. . . pain. . . hunger. . . agony. . . mercy. . . thirst. "
- The words were tangled, many voices overlapping. When his concentration lapsed, the sounds reverted to gibbering nonsense.
- Chapter 9
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