"I am asking to die." Seth says as he walks to the tower, which looked like a glowing finger jutting from the heart of the city. Soon, he gets there, seeing more ripples fly out. He began the climb to the top, thinking the elevator not sneaky enough. The claw still in his hand, he reaches the ninth floor. He steps out to see nothing. There was not even a single blob. So he heads for the tenth floor. He opens the door quietly and sees......
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