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The iron gates groaned as Amelia stepped into the hollow throat of the old railway passage. Shadows clung to the damp walls like thick velvet. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic bird in a cage. She adjusted her yellow hoodie, seeking comfort in the soft fabric. Ahead, the path vanished into absolute, suffocating darkness.
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A sudden gasp echoed from the gloom. Amelia froze as a small figure detached itself from the wall. It was another girl, Ana, her face pale beneath her straight black hair. She clutched a frayed denim jacket tightly around her frame. For a moment, neither girl spoke, their eyes wide with shared apprehension.
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