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Signs of life
Slowly, Harold took a few steps forward, while keeping his ears focused on new sounds. The wailing voice was audible here as well. I am clearly not the only one who has been here recently, Harold thought. There was graffiti on the walls here and there, and in some places, there were plastic wrappers. But there were also rotting dead animals. That explained the smell.
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