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Sitting on the floor, his back against the cool marble wall in the empty room—probably a supply closet at one point or another—Caipora blinked into the darkness, wondering vaguely what time it was, just how long he’d already been confined. Time held no sway here. The pitch black removed the ability to gauge something like that.
Funny thing, really.