He stepped into the subway tunnel, the artificial brightness of the place failing to mask the stink of death and decay that lingered within it. People assumed their discomfort with subways had to do with the cramped quarters or being underground, but the reality was that there were things that live in the dark that watched and waited, picking off the unfortunates souls who found themselves in a secluded corner all alone. The Orpheans did not regularly hunt the subway tunnels, preferring to collect their food farther from home, but to pay them a visit a trip through the tunnels was necessary.
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