The Smoky Corridor

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Daphne DuBois was catching her breath in a small chamber with a strange drawing on the wall when she heard something even stranger: Azalea Torres shouting for somebody named McNulty.

“Come here! I need you! I need you now!”

Then she heard what sounded like horse hooves thundering down the corridor at the top of the stairs.

The zombie.

But he didn’t come down the left side! He must have gone right!

The slobbering beast who had devoured her brother was no longer pursuing her.

She forged on.

“I do this for all the Coopers who came this way before me,” she vowed under her breath.

And Eddie. Her little brother.

He would not die in vain!