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It wasn't often that she found a shop that hadn't been completely destroyed over the years. The elements, wind, rain, snow...it did a good job of wrecking most everything that the humans had left behind. In contrast, there were a few places that were almost perfectly preserved. Somehow, life had frozen in these places...the only difference between what it had looked like then and what it looked like now was a fine layer of dust.

The white wolf brushed some of the dust off of her bright fur, sneezing. She'd disrupted some of it when she had pulled the door open, and now it was all over her and her backpack. The green eyed werewolf took a few steps into the place, testing the floor. No creaking...it seemed solid. She set her backpack down, then went about exploring the area. There were puzzles and games, ones that humans had once enjoyed.

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