Fred holes up in a dusty linen storage closet. A lantern glowed octarine,
having been enscrolled to prevent accidentally alighting any of the
hundreds of towels and washcloths. Velus, the teenager turned dog, having met up with Fred during his retreat, sleeps at his feet. Fred scrubs his face. The towel was dry but it still got some of the grime off. Suddenly...
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