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Where are you taking me?_ Andrew demanded, whirling on the Ferryman. His muscles tensed, hands curling in and out of fists.__o my master._ The voice was ghostly, whispers of black ash and death, words cold and detached.He had an idea who that was but asked anyway: __nd who is your master?__o answer came.Andrew__ insatiable rage rose up and swallowed his grief like a yawning ocean mouth, the darkest depths surging to the surface to form a mighty tidal wave. He closed the distance and seized the Ferryman__ gaunt wrist. There was no substance, no life beneath the cloak. The Ferryman slowly turned his hooded head, and Andrew found himself looking into the black hole of a self-contained night. The olfactory of decay was a punch in the face. Andrew released the Ferryman__ wrist and hastily stepped back, rocking the boat as he put distance between him and the unnatural wind spilling from the gaping orifice. Andrew shivered, the tiny hairs on his neck saluting. The cloaked head faced forward again, and the wind died away.
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Where are you taking me?_ Andrew demanded, whirling on the Ferryman. His muscles tensed, hands curling in and out of fists.__o my master._ The voice was ghostly, whispers of black ash and death, words cold and detached.He had an idea who that was but asked anyway: __nd who is your master?__o answer came.Andrew__ insatiable rage rose up and swallowed his grief like a yawning ocean mouth, the darkest depths surging to the surface to form a mighty tidal wave. He closed the distance and seized the Ferryman__ gaunt wrist. There was no substance, no life beneath the cloak. The Ferryman slowly turned his hooded head, and Andrew found himself looking into the black hole of a self-contained night. The olfactory of decay was a punch in the face. Andrew released the Ferryman__ wrist and hastily stepped back, rocking the boat as he put distance between him and the unnatural wind spilling from the gaping orifice. Andrew shivered, the tiny hairs on his neck saluting. The cloaked head faced forward again, and the wind died away.

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