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Pale moonlight filters through the grimy panes of the old Victorian, painting silver stripes on the worn floorboards. Stiles's foot lands on a loose plank; the groan echoes in the empty hall. He's still breathing hard from his flight from the Void's domain. Then, a whisper—not from the wind—unwinds in the air beside him. A shadow detaches itself from the wall and flickers. He stops dead, fingers tightening around the base of a heavy ceramic lamp, raising it like a ward. "Hello?" he calls into the thick dark, his voice fraying at the edges. "Is someone there?" He stands rigid, listening for you's reply.