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The zombies have not even begun to let up when a voice comes in amid the clamor around and behind the barricade. It rattles like bare branches whipped around in a powerful storm. A voice that some may know from soft conversation, and others from a potentially awkward trip to the mines.
Of course it leaves the question of how the Wanderkin got back here. Last anyone remembered it had headed back out into Temba, and no one had seen it come back over the barricade. But there it was, calling out.
“Come, friends. The littlekin are ready for you. The storm grows more powerful above. There is no more time.”
( And So We Go Back In )
( FAQ )
( The Secrets of the Labyrinth )
( FAQ Part Two )