Nothing can live in witch space.
Yet there was this faint distress call, from a ship that went missing centuries ago.
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Nothing can live in witch space.
So how do you explain those claw marks I found on the hull?
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Nothing can live in witch space.
But it sounds like it's whispering.
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Nothing can live in witch space.
But sometimes when I emerge, I'm not sure that I'm still alone.