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Chapter Seven: The Atrium
There was only one more room in the hallway that Jill had not examined. It was at the end of the hall. Instead of a door, thick, flexible plastic strips hung from the top of the entryway to the floor. A sign above the arched entryway read: The Atrium.
As Jill pushed through the plastic and ste…
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