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Graveyards were usually, in his team’s experience, a bad idea. This one was full of greenish lights that danced between the graves, and there were a couple of swaying figures, one an emaciated husk with glowing eyes who had taken to … yes, there he was again this morning, like every morning.Quill tiredly raised his hand to return the wave.

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