On the outskirts of Obsidian Harbour, a small terraced house sat along a cobbled path, illuminated by the warm glow of the early morning sun. It looked fairly inconspicuous from the outside. The only thing to suggest something out of the ordinary was the fact the white door was slightly ajar...
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