Gretel walked forwards, herded by the too many guards as one of the crowd of others from Gryaz. The hand wrapping around her own kept her from running away in terror, freezing up in fear, and just generally keeping her sanity from the stress related mania that pressed down on her brain. The world was too oppressive. The halls were absolutely silent. It was far too quiet. The lack of noise ringing her ears hurt more than the prior screeching of metal from before she went to sleep. The corridors were identical to the same ones that she saw the day before but, at least now, she found herself able to more easily track where she was going. Travelling in a completely straight line, missing one, two, and then, three crossroads, in favour of still marching on ahead, Gretel found herself being brought forwards into the same large hall that the exe
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