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[ He's still doubtful, but given the alternative...Joel follows Max quietly along the hallway, crouching down beside her. He watches as the banshee drifts right past them, hardly daring to breathe as it passes.

Huh. It worked. ]

Okay...

[ His voice is low, barely audible. ]

Now what?

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