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[color=lightsteelblue][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Unknown
[color=lightsteelblue][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=lightsteelblue][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 6
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	The passage that Cobalt found himself in was disorientating, despite the regular torches along the walls. The girl seemed to vanish suddenly, and Cobalt started forwards, eyes straining for another hidden doorway, before realizing she had simply turned a corner. She turned another, and then seemed to rise up into the air! Cobalt almost tripped over the bottom of the stairs that the girl had started to ascend. Cobalt tried to shake his head clear. Maybe it was the sense of the unknown, or maybe it was something more sinister, but Cobalt still didn't feel quite like himself. 

	On the bright side, with every step he took, he could sense the air becoming clearer. They seemed to be moving away from the choking smell of earth that had filled the strange chapel, and going upwards could only be a good thing. Cobalt stopped himself. Should only be a good thing. From what he'd already seen in this house, assuming he was even still in the house at all, he knew that nothing should be assumed, and that nothing was what it seemed. Cobalt almost stumbled again, and he snapped out of his wandering daydreams. Lowering his eyes, Cobalt focused on his feet. One step at a time. That, at least, he could trust.