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"Hey ho, in moonlight they were seen, both Old Jak and the Nightowl Owyn, dancing around a ritual stone, blood in their hands and evil to the bone." A weird hymn echoed from somewhere below.
The voice was low and somewhat unearthly. "Now what was that?" Sam asked. Some people looked slightly uneasy. That voice had, indeed, been quite disturbing. Leanora, however, thought there had been something too familiar in the voice. She glanced at Ash and tried to see if the same thing had occured to him, or was she just imagining things...
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