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I counted seven ghosts

So the dark corridor Others si in and out of existence Still others approached us, curious Most were in their fuzzy energetic state and coht Sohter than others, and still others were ht drifting down the dark passageway

Sherbet said, "I keep seeing movement out of the corner of ht of them, Detective"

"Them?"

"Spirits"

"We&039;re still on that subject?"

"They&039;re still here, Detective"

He aiht disappeared without hitting anything A lesser ain, I don&039;t think I needed to know that Which way?"

The tunnel led in both directions I followed the scent of blood and pointed to the left

"To the left it is, then," he said, and led the way, sweeping his light before him

The corridor was composed of dank wooden panels I had no doubt that ere following soo, walled off and hidden, and used by only those with secrets to hide

As alked along, I slid a hand along the rough paneled walls, risking splinters I did this not for balance, but rather to receive psychic hits I&039;d discovered that energy is stored in a location - in its walls, for instance For me, all I had to do was touch such a wall to unlock a location&039;s memory Weird stuff, I know, but it works

And what I was seeing noasn&039;t pretty