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"And what is the fate of those others?" You asked.

Lone man crouched down and reached for the chalice near his foot. He placed it gently on the altar table.

"They turned into mindless shadows," Lone man answered. "Those people who stayed in the town turned quickly compared to the people who stayed here. Either way, they all suffered the same fate."

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You rested your hand on the altar and immediately regretted it. It was filled with an inch of dust. How long has it been?

"So, are there other people like you in this place?"

He lowered his head. "Yes and no, there are no other shadows that have their soul intact to their body other than me. My mother and my brother aren't like others too... in a way that they are much more violent and capable of decision-making. Those other townspeople are simply mindless, locked in a trance, repeating their routines as if they were normal."

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