IC: Typo was exceddingly carefulf in scanning the area. This factory had always been a little spooky sounding, but to see it, was a different matter. The whole place was just plain creepy. The walls seemed to loom inwards, the roof was broken in some places, and the few windows there were, were either broken or blackened. Eyes narrowing, he asked "I take it we're splitting up then?" He wasn't sure this was a good idea, this place looked like an ideal ambush point. 'But who'd want to wait in this kind of place? How did the guys who used to work here resist running away?' He wondered.
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Congratulations, Oddey, on winning FC's fanfiction competition two years running! You are clearly the man to beat!
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