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The pair pulled their shirts up over their nose as other passers-by did the same, but they could still smelt fragrant wisps of rotting sealife. The atmosphere seemed to change near the tower, Amelia shuddered as she felt the air get warmer and more humid. The flood surrounding the tower was often caught in violent unnatural swirls as strong ripples echoed away from the long appendage hanging from the main body of the structure. The long strands of tenticular flesh were in constant undulation and the disturbance of the air and water took to throwing the nauseating smell far down the small winding road.