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The Apartment #121


Harry Danes pursed his lips.
"Not demons," he said, his head shaking. He smiled. "I'm sorry, Mr DeStiy, but not the undead either."
Enoch DeStiy glared: this fool of a meddler couldn't possibly comprehend the power of The Unforgiven One -
"Forgive me, Mr DeStiy," Harry Danes didn't look directly at Enoch DeStiy but his words still shattered his glare and replaced it with a look of abject confusion. "Forgive me, but I do understand the power of the Unforgiven. Only too well do I understand it. But we are not dealing with that here. Oh no. Not that at all."

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