C234 Dungeon
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The snow had already stopped, and the Carson City was enveloped by a thick fog. A vague outline of the house appeared, and looking at it, it seemed as if even breathing could cause the dust in the air to swirl into a grayish-white vortex.
Sayaka could only hear the rustling sound of her own footsteps on the snow. Other than that, it was dead silent.
This was too unusual
