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Was it really a question? We were going to go no matter what my response would be. Lana latched on to Will’s arm, as we walked through the double doors she had come through. I stayed a few feet behind them, looking at their interaction. 

I rolled my eyes. I thought she was a germaphobe. 

I could tell that they were sharing whispered words. Lana even looked back over her shoulder at me, making sure I was still there I assume, or maybe making sure I didn’t hear. 

“Keep up,” she said. 

The tiled floor turned into a deep red carpet, a long hallway made of wood in front of me. There were plenty of doors off to my left and my right, all of them closed and they didn’t bother to stop and show them to me. 

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