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from here]Tolten tried to seem confident as he took the lead, proceeding further into the dark corridors. There had been nothing overtly threatening so far, but his heart was racing in his chest even so. He couldn't shake a sense of lurking danger, of shadowing hidden fear. He tried to tell himself he was being foolish, but experience told him
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He took the notebook from Lana and quickly skimmed the page, holding it and the flashlight close to his face as he continued along the hall. The timeline covered late enough that it almost overlapped with his own mental list of events--he knew his own arrival had been three days after the zombies in Doyleton--and it reached far back enough that he'd had only a vague idea, until now, of what had happened then. "Useful," he said, and there was a thanks in his tone, if she decided she wanted to hear it.
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