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... swallow the light.
Their footsteps echoed on the stone floor, each step ringing with a rhythm that was far too loud for the mournful mood they carried.
The deaths of Stone and the archaeologists appeared to linger in the air like a suffocating fog, their grief dragging them down with every step they took unwillingly.
As they proceeded deeper, the corridor opened up, pulling them in until it led into a hall that was nothing short of breathtaking.
A sea of stone cof ...
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