Nothing but the stillness of air reciprocated the sound of crushed foliage atop cement as he trekked further and further away, peering behind, he noticed the manor's stately structure blocked by a handful of tall ivy ridden municipal buildings. Questioning the dream that would not end, brought unwanted clarity, yet he absolved such mindless rhetoric, strolling forward a suppose dream, like a blind man with a physical map!

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  Marik traversed local avenues filled with abandon cars resembling empty tuna cans on wheels till a nonsensical tune echoed across the maze like surroundings, breaking the unspoken rule of silence. A foreboding sensation deep within his rib cage, amplified his beating heart, his momentarily lapse relayed dangers unseen.

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