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M.YG

The whispers were loud.

To the left. Right. Down that corridor. Go through that door.

Stop. There are guards coming your way. Take left.

With the help of his friends, he led the group toward the exit, avoiding any sort of unfortunate encounter on the way.

Behind him, Y/N was lighting everything up, making all the corridors unwalkable.

But that didn't matter, because they weren't ever going back.

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