A cold gust of wind swept over the roof of the building, howling down through a slender smoke chimney and into a narrow, barren room. Two people only sat at the long, thin iron table that took up most of the space, whispering rapidly to each other.
The wind stopped for a single second and then sped through the keyhole of the door. It whipped around the entire building in a matter of seconds, catching fragments of the whispered conversations that echoed through the walls and soaked into the floors, now history that could not be erased.
The Onlies were chasing rumors.
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