[ Flynn starts, hushed, holding her arm a little closer— this seems like the sort of fog that might play tricks, and Flynn has certainly been led astray by voices here before— but before he can get the rest of the words out the small voice shouts, a yell that echoes damply through the mist and bounces off the walls. Flynn starts toward it without even thinking, half-tugging Estelle with him. ]
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[ Flynn starts, hushed, holding her arm a little closer— this seems like the sort of fog that might play tricks, and Flynn has certainly been led astray by voices here before— but before he can get the rest of the words out the small voice shouts, a yell that echoes damply through the mist and bounces off the walls. Flynn starts toward it without even thinking, half-tugging Estelle with him. ]
That sounds like a child!