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"What happened here?" You muttered as you scanned your surroundings.

"Your voice," Lone man said, his voice echoing, "finally came back."

You touched your neck and smiled. "Yes!"

Inside the church, there was a scene of absolute chaos and destruction. Most of the church pews were broken into pieces. The wood showed blackened ends, a sign that it must've been used for fire. Everywhere you looked, you could see very old mattresses, tattered blankets and clothes, metal cups, plates, and shoes—including children's shoes.

You felt a cold hand on your shoulder.

"Everything alright?" Lone man asked. He was carrying a blanket and two pillows.

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