The Long Haul Continues

"I can't hear much due to the humming in my head. The hum rushed into my head with a throbbing crescendo." "Sam Reynolds and Morgan Miller were there, sitting at a table, or standing over me," he says. "There's one small candle burning on a low table, but it barely illuminates more than the moon does coming in through the window" 'The long haul continues,' she writes of walking down a pitch-black hallway that feels like some kind of plaster. "'It's almost as if they're waiting, idling, biting their time' I'm not sure what's coming, but I know that I can't stop moving,'"

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