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A map of the city appeared on the screen, overlaid with a rippling wave emanating from a point deep beneath the Ministry—directly below her feet.

Arthur frowned. He looked at his living room. No woman. No red coat. remsl.in.54

"You shouldn't be here, Curator," he said, his voice monotone. "It's time for the curfew." A map of the city appeared on the