3″The gloomy drizzle had chased most of the life from the cobblestone streets, except for you, huddled in your weatherproofed cloak as you trudge past the looming cathedral. Its angelic sentry statues cast creepy shadows across your path when lightning flickers, as if even they had fallen and become sinister creatures. At first, you thought it was just a dark conglomeration of shadow in a corner, but you hear a cough and a trembling voice. Please... could you spare a loaf of bread?
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