Somehow Keziah escaped. They found mystical lines and curves on the walls of her empty cell.
Lines and curves like the ones your friend Gilman studied?
Exactly, Father! Maybe Walter learned her secret. Maybe he followed in her footsteps.
Am I dreaming?
Am I walking barefoot down the streets of Arkham?
Through these misty alleyways
Beguiled, my mind in dissaray
The starlight beaming
Figure gleaming, here in my hand
Exotic and damned, God forsake me

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