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Chapter 9
Sierra's POV Turning side to side in my seat, I watched as the warehouse's dark, eerie look disappeared, and we were brought lower into a brightly lit underground stone room. The platform went lower and lower into the ground, like an elevator designed for only this purpose. "Is everything made from stone in the underground?" Brooklyn asked, glancing at the large white stones lining all the walls, casting the light from the flickering lamps in every direction. Stone pillars held up the ceiling, standing what appeared to be hundreds of feet high when the car finally stopped. "I guess they think it makes everything look more expensive," I told her, mouth slightly open at the room's vastness. A man came to my door, dressed exactly like the man outside, and opened my door for me, offering
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