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"Oh no, again!?"
Puck couldn't help the desperate, panicked edge in her voice as they exited the doorway and found themselves in the same vine-strewn hall for what felt like the hundredth time. This damned House made no sense, and the weight of everything was beginning to wear on her.
"There must be something we're missing." Valerie's hand on her shoulder was an unearned balm. She looked. her friend's face stoic as ever but eyes bright with a grim determination. "We cannot give up now. For Linzi."
A knife to the heart, but an effective one. Puck nodded. "For Linzi."