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Arash led her towards a doorway and pushed open the door, and she followed him inside, out of the wind’s icy blast.
He shoved the door shut against the wind. They stood for a moment in total darkness. Catching her breath, she felt him fumble with something.
“Didn’t we bring a flashlight?” she asked, and found that she was speaking in a whisper.
“One moment,” Arash said, in a normal voice, and just then a match flared and she saw his hand reach for the glass chimney of an oil lamp on a small shelf just above her eye level at the doorway.
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